One week later

Last night, we marked the one-week anniversary of our move-in by having our first homecooked meal in the new house. That was courtesy of our new stove, which finally arrived yesterday morning. Roast, rice and gravy, corn, and French bread– good stuff.
Almost everything is unpacked. My office area now has electricity, thanks to the efforts of my dad and brother. The radon mitigation system is installed, all of the phone jacks work, there’s wireless upstairs, and the kitchen is mostly functional. We ordered the new countertops; David’s had his first soccer practice, and we’ve met most of our nearby neighbors.
The only major fly in the ointment is the roof. It leaks, which we knew. It doesn’t have any felt under the shingles, though, which we didn’t know. Somehow the seller kinda forgot to tell us. The lack of felt isn’t causing the leaks, but if felt were present it would be helping to stop them. In Perrysburg, if you don’t have felt under the shingles, your roof doesn’t meet the building code. We’re pursuing our options with the seller to find out whether we can get him to pay, or whether we’ll have to (yuck) get a lawyer.