Here is my darling Vedo relaxing on a Saturday morning while a flurry of activity surrounds him. Eric and I have been packing for the big move tomorrow, and it feels like we will never be finished. Usually, when you're packing up, it means you're moving to a new place right away, so the task seems slightly less tedious. Since we're just packing up to go into purgatory, we're a little less thrilled about the move. The cats are well aware that something is up, but they have no idea just how bad things are going to be for them in the next month. My grandparents have a strict "no animal" policy at their cabin, so while I'm staying there in September, the cats will have the misfortune of having to stay out in the garage. I know, I know, many cats have it much worse off than that, I just feel a little bad that they are so unaware of what lies ahead for them. I'll just let Vedo chill on the sofa for as long as he can without a care in the world except when he'll get his next meal.
In addition to the packing, Eric and I have been doing some work on the house. Eric and his friends replaced the gutters last weekend, and neither of us could believe how much better it made the house look. We were doing it for practical purposes, but we got the bonus of a much cleaner looking house. I did some digging in the garden. I've sort of been the landscape architect. We had a completely blank canvas, and it's been fun to create our backyard space. I mean, it's a lot of work, but it's been nice to see the transformation. Of course, it won't be "finished" for awhile, but we have the basic layout completed.
Beginning of the herb garden:
It doesn't look nearly as nice as it does in my head. I can't wait for everything to get settled in and a little overgrown. I can't wait for it all to come together the way I can so clearly see it in my head.
I'd better get back to the packing. So much to do...