Showing posts with label moving 2013. Show all posts
Showing posts with label moving 2013. Show all posts

Sunday, January 27, 2013

Productive weekend

Between the two of us this weekend, we:
  • Installed a wire closet system in the master closet (second bedroom will be next)
  • Hacked a Pier 1 storage piece to house the litter boxes
  • Unpacked all but about five or six boxes (those last few are the toughest)
  • Bought and put together a guest bed and two stools for the bar
  • Made two batches of soup (spicy vegetable and chicken noodle soup)
  • Did seven loads of laundry (how do two people get so many things dirty?)
  • Hung mini-blinds in three windows
  • And got massages
We had the patio door open today since it's quite warm and we had the oven going for our dinner this evening. The cats are absolutely riveted by the dog next door and have been by the patio door since I opened it, staring at the poor little dog.

And in other news, Wally (re)discovered the dryer. What's amazing about his discovery this time is that the washer is front-loading; he had to jump from the floor to the dryer opening above the washer. As you can see from this picture, he was eyeballing the top where I have the laundry detergent stored.


Friday, January 25, 2013

It's the little things

Like having a linen closet after eight years without one. Our new one isn't huge but that's OK, we don't actually have lots of towels and sheets. But I think Kent appreciates not having to store the extra set in his nightstand.

Or all the windows and light. The cats never seem to tire of bird watching, and I never tire of watching them do it.

A two-car garage. We didn't have a garage at all in Boston and paid dearly ($400 a month!) to park our cars on pieces of dirt.

Huge recycling bins. I've said it before but Boston lags way behind the Kansas City metro area in recycling.



A full-size stacking washer and dryer. We had stackables at our last home in Kansas City but they were compact so washing queen-size bedspreads was practically impossible. I think this washer has the capacity.

Granite counters. I love them. I loved them in Kansas City before we left, I loved them in Boston and I missed them until last Saturday.

In other news, we managed to go nearly a week before Wally discovered the toilet paper on the roll in our bathroom. I'd dared to hope that he had outgrown his need to destroy toilet paper but I was wrong. Last night I heard him making a strange noise in the bathroom and with Wally, that's never a good thing. This is what I found.

He's also obsessed with getting in the lower kitchen cabinets. We'll hear those doors banging away and we know that it's just Wally being Wally.



And we still have some boxes lying around the place. Eddie and Wally are both in and out of those boxes when they're not obsessed with birds, cabinets or toilet paper. This picture is a little blurry but you can really see how he likes to hide.


Monday, January 14, 2013

Stressed kitties

In a box:


 

And freaked out on the bed (all three of them):