The tap water isn't as good in California. I forgot about that.

Took the second digital test. Negative.

Moving on -- we've moved!
Yesterday we drove from Rexburg to Santa Clarita, CA, where neither of us have ever been to. We're staying in a furnished apartment for the three months. At first glance after a fifteen hour drive, the place was absolutely wonderful. The couches are a lovely sandy faux-suede, the table is dark wood, we have a dishwasher (yay!) and a laundry room (super YAY!!). Then on closer inspection, we discovered that whoever had this place last was a slob. There are crumbs everywhere (on the lovely faux-suede couch, the chairs, the floor), little dark hairs are stuck to the shower walls, and the carpet is just. . .ugh. I did some power cleaning today, but without a vacuum, there's not much I could do.
This bugs me because Rory and I took so much time to make our apartment spotless and sparkling clean for our renter, but whoever had this apartment apparently couldn't have cared less.
This morning I found out there is no Internet (what?), no TV (what?), and I'm not guaranteed a car every day (Oh, no.) It's okay! I'm used to not having a TV, the only reason this was a let-down is because there's. . .nothing else. I slithered my way into someone else's Internet. Thank goodness one of our neighbors decided to make a password unnecessary to log into their Internet, because I got hooked right up. I must say, it's pretty fast, too. Thanks, neighbor!
I had the car today so I was able to do some much-needed grocery shopping. I have to share this moment:
Rory and I went to the CVS last night for some TP and air-freshener (the apartment smelled like cat pee. Now it smells like peaches!). We asked a girl in line where the nearest Wal-Mart is. She gave us directions, but I didn't pay much attention because I would let my iPhone guide the way when the time came. Well, the time came today and I remembered her directions and found the SUPER Wal-mart, no problem. I love me a Super Wal-Mart. I'm pretty proud of my memory and navigation.
I'm thinking to keep myself entertained, I'm going to try to get a job at Panera Bread, part-time. I worked there two summers ago, hopefully that helps seal the deal. If not Panera, then I'll try to be a seating hostess. There's no way I can just sit around for three months. Of course, I am pretty excited about the pool here.

Okay, pictures anyone?!

 I love all of the counter space! The only problem is, there isn't a drawer big enough to hold the silverware tray. What the heck?

 Oh yeah, the walk-in closet. Very nice!

 Lots of towels, sorry.

 Who knows?

Rory is down here selling pest control. And what do I see outside of the living room window? That. Oh, the irony.











And there you have it. I really like Santa Clarita so far. Everyone I've met is really friendly and nice, the the town has everything we need and everything is really close together. And of course, it's a three hour drive to San Diego rather than a day trip. Love that!