The apartment is quite wonderful, and it needs some serious de-cluttering, purging, cleaning.  Basically, I need to do on a smaller scale what we've been doing for the past two months in Waltham -- grrrrrr....at least I shouldn't have to think too hard since I have no attachment to things that belong to a family that I've never met.  On the phone, Christine told me, Get some gloves and deal with it.  One room at a time or an hour a day.  You'll be so glad it's done when Daniel and the kids get there.  Her husband overheard her side of the hour long conversation.  She'd be done with some of it already if you two just got off the phone and stopped talking about it.  Fair enough.  Her husband is not one to talk about what needs to be done; he just does it.

Got the gloves.

More importantly, after a few hours of cleaning, I went for a walk to time different routes to Paradiso, and then rewarded myself with a gelato.  Cioccolato e stracciatella.  I think I'll clean every day and have a gelato break afterwards.