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