Yesterday I got all my stuff moved over to the house. And man, do I have a lot of stuff. I hired movers to get all the big scary sort of furniturey items. They were great! Very efficient and quick it only took them 2 hours, and considering it's taken me two weeks to get the stuff that goes inside of, on, and around those items, I was duly impressed. Of course I was all angsty about the tip I gave them, but that is what it is now.
I slept (more of fitful tossing and turning than true sleep) here amongst the mess last night, and woke myself up fully this morning by thinking of all the spiders and other weird things I brought in from my grandmothers garage, which is where most of my furniture was being stored.
I originally thought that the cats would keep me up all night, and to be honest they didn't help, but overall they were pretty good. They are both wearing their belled collars and are dingling about the basement. There is an excellent under the stairs spot in which they have both ensconced themselves. They made brief forays from this place of safety last night. One of which was on the part of the bad cat, who woke me up by standing on the bed next to me and staring at me. Oddly, the pig appears to be handling the move better than the bad cat.
The black-and-white faced dog spent the night with me as well. She is doing okay, but I forgot her breakfast and I had to create one from leftover rice and trout skin. Needless to say, she loved it.
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