Getting settled in

Yesterday I had my furniture delivered to my new place. Yep, that's right - I have a place to live, with only a 30 minute commute from my front door to my office door. I got permission to be gone a few hours from work to receive the shipment, and I ended up needing 4 of them! Turns out the delivery guys were not that familiar with DC. And, their primary language was Spanish. Good thing I speak that language! After several cell phone calls, many times of them getting lost (plus, I think they stopped and ate lunch, I don't blame them!), later borrowing a map of DC from my roommate Megan, I basically OnStared them in to my neighborhood. As they were moving the furniture up to my new room, one of the delivery guys asked how I knew Spanish. I explained that I lived in Bolivia for a few years. To that he replied, "And how many boyfriends did you have?" So I said, "...too many to count". :)