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