Move to the House – May 2009 Also before we added his cruft. Minus that shoe rack. There’s that tired-as-hell shot that’s needed after a move. Unfortunately, they didn’t have a draw string at the waist. This proved problematic. Hereâ€™s Jackie, sitting pretty in my old apartment while Iâ€™m packing. They were both very bewildered by the packing process. Not nearly so crusty. Churned like butta, baby. Landscaping is fun! My man. 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. This must have been before we started moving, because I am surely not tired enough in this picture. Steep. About to get the beats bumpin’, as the kids say. Jackie was so freaked by the move–she mewed up a storm, like in this pic. Only smooth after, of course. The first mowing was… tiring. Both getting used to being around each other a little more. …over cats, that is. It’s a must with a push mower. Here’s me, looking a bit dubious about the whole thing. Much too small a sink, but an awesome faucet. Goodbye, unpleasant place! See, I don’t hate them all the time. For a first-timer, that’s not so bad. Music makes the world go ’round. Notice that I’ve got all the furniture–couch, entertainment stand… file cabinet. >_< Some empty damn boxes. Most of these are kitchen boxes. I like having a lawn. Before we fucked it up with all my furniture. We bought so much mulch that week.