I was reunited with my piano today:
Incredibly, it’s still in tune, give or take few cents, despite having spent nine months on its side in a warehouse in California, followed by being trucked across the country, then spending another week in a warehouse in New York. (It’s been a long move [2].)
After playing some Bach and Schubert, I’m now unpacking [1] everything else. The assistant super and I spent yesterday painting [3] the place, before which it looked like this [4].