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