This morning I went to yoga, where Bob, upon hearing about my sprained ankle, predictably chose the most tortuous asanas to get the circulation in my foot going and encourage me to stop favoring the other side. I screamed and cried, feeling as though I would like to hammer him upside the head, but I stayed put, and for the rest of the day, the foot barely hurt, though now it is getting a bit stiff. I will have to keep doing that every day till it gets better. When I sat down to try it a while ago, it was not anywhere near as painful as this morning, and I guess that's good.
Afterwards, Liz and I went to the house. She wanted to see the new furniture, which we picked out together, except for the sofa. We tried to unpack the gigantic sectional, with the aid of her trusty Swiss army knife, and in the process, startled a fencepost lizard that that made a home on top of the plastic, where it was basking in the sunlight filling the living room. We couldn't get the lizard to leave the house (it's in the fireplace now, I think). I hope it leaves before the cats get there, or it will become their playtoy, I fear.
I bought a few things like pillows and a zippered mattress cover for the bed, as well as a trash can, and put some sweaters in the drawer. But there is lots lots more to take there. If I can get J to help me, and to transport some of it in his car, this will go a lot faster than it did today.
Now I am looking for an area rug for the living room and perhaps one for the bedroom as well, though it will probably come later. The closets need to be done, so I can hang up clothing.
The place is going to be beautiful!