The evening and the morning were the second day

I'm almost done unpacking. By "almost" I mean there are only 5 boxes left to unpack and 5 boxes to remove to storage or charity. I should finish everything tomorrow.

Some of my friends will no doubt express surprise, possibly alarm, that I got all the unpacking done so quickly. But wow, do I hate living in chaos, and Cassie hates it more. After I removed all the empty boxes about an hour ago, she became visibly less anxious and is now curled up in a left-half-bagel on the couch, instead of staring at me with her nose between her paws.

Also, one of the best reasons for me moving here and not a vintage apartment in Lincoln Square for $300 a month less is yesterday's sunrise:

And the sunset, viewed from the elevator lobby down the hall, also fails to suck:

Cassie has one more walk tonight (to the 4th floor dog run!), and then I'm going to read about traffic engineering while patting her until I'm as relaxed as she is.