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