The final move. We no longer are of two minds, of two abodes. We reside on one side of the river instead of trying to straddle it. The last two and a half weeks were difficult in some ways. But it was nice to have a bit of time to negotiate the entire move. Speaking of negotiating… The movers had a tough time negotiating an argument between the wall and our couch in the front stairwell, and negotiating another argument between a different wall and our box spring in the back stairwell. But they were able to help us keep all our furniture. Now it is our job to find a place to put it all. Sorry for the poor lighting in some of the pictures, but we don’t have all our lamps up and running yet, and my phone camera is – a phone camera. Very convenient though. The pictures follow the jump.
- Everything fit so easily in the GINORMOUS moving truck
- Deepest hole (These descriptions are like at the Yungang Caves)
- Small friend hole
- Small friend dent
- Longest dent
- This is how Manny made the trip – in a purse
- He likes it better, and we only have one conventional carrier for crazy Magellan
- Living room
- Kitchen, adult beverage remnants
- Attempting bedroom access
- Bedroom stuffed to the gills, if it had gills
- Trying to leave space for the mattress to lay horizontally the first night.
Cripes. Those are some big holes in your walls.
Yeah, They are in the common stairwells. Not in our apartment. And the moving company’s insurance covers it. Thank goodness!
Nice place! I like how the kittehs show up here and there, looking serious like they are helping. And that is one good lookin liquor cabinet.