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