Life here in Atlanta is still pretty much the same from your vantage point. Still no internet connection at home. Still no battery for the fancy camera (did I mention that Sister and I left it in a hotel in Texas? Bo, ever the knight in shining armor, is picking it up for me on his way over this week). Still no refrigerator. Still no washer and dryer. However, all my Stuff finally arrived yesterday. So now my house is full of boxes just waiting for me to open and empty. Except that our three exacto knives are buried inside a taped-up box, buried somewhere in the garage. Oh, the joys of moving.