Yesterday, after I closed out the storage unit, we went to IKEA. From my standpoint the trip went well; I got everything I needed, and nobody fought. Poor Philip, who can't catch a break, found that the mattress he'd wanted was out of stock. When we got home, the grudge resurfaced, and it was nasty.
I will not go into the details of Emma's quarrel with Philip. Suffice it to say that she threatened to move out. I have faith that this will blow over, as all these things do, but none of us want to be caught in the throes of this stormy personality conflict for five more years.
Assuming we can rebuild some kind of unity, today we're going to Target to get appliances. This time we're on our own for transport, but Target is fairly close. Also, the electrician is supposed to be coming. Out Ikea items are arriving tomorrow, and by Monday the place should resemble a home. So it goes.
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