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