Move to the House – May 2009 For a first-timer, that’s not so bad. Goodbye, unpleasant place! Churned like butta, baby. We bought so much mulch that week. Hereâ€™s Jackie, sitting pretty in my old apartment while Iâ€™m packing. They were both very bewildered by the packing process. Here’s me, looking a bit dubious about the whole thing. This must have been before we started moving, because I am surely not tired enough in this picture. Music makes the world go ’round. Steep. Unfortunately, they didn’t have a draw string at the waist. This proved problematic. It’s a must with a push mower. Jackie was so freaked by the move–she mewed up a storm, like in this pic. Not nearly so crusty. Before we fucked it up with all my furniture. Also before we added his cruft. Landscaping is fun! See, I don’t hate them all the time. My man. Both getting used to being around each other a little more. Notice that I’ve got all the furniture–couch, entertainment stand… file cabinet. >_< There’s that tired-as-hell shot that’s needed after a move. …over cats, that is. I’m not sure why I was driving, but we piled his car up (safely!) for a trip up to the house on the second day of moving. About to get the beats bumpin’, as the kids say. Minus that shoe rack. I like having a lawn. Only smooth after, of course. The first mowing was… tiring. Some empty damn boxes. Most of these are kitchen boxes. Much too small a sink, but an awesome faucet.