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