It took just a few days to fully transfer Imp and I less than two miles from one house to our new one. So far, things have gone fairly smoothly.
In fact, as I type this, Imp and Mr. DJ are sprawled over their bits of the living room playing some hack'n'slash game on the PS3. And Mr. DJ just tickled my foot. The asshole.
I'm not saying that the house isn't still a disaster zone of 'what in the hell are we going to put this' but that will take time.
Side note: I can't find my knitting needle gauge. I have no damned idea where it went during packing.
The cats, so far, have ignored my knitting. Lily, the smaller of the two, has claimed my lap as Hers. Lister, the large black ball of befuddlement kind of ignore me. Occasionally he'll lay over an arm as I try to fill out an application.
Personally, I'm waiting for the weather to get and stay warm for more than a day or two at a stretch.
