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