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