Disaster Area...

or Wes vs. the Ewok.

After much delay and putting it off, for lack of not wanting to unpack crap, not wanting to sleep with the fleas, and not wanting to sleep alone, I finally moved out of Eldons entirely and into my new place. It's a reality TV show in the making.. really.

We have me....

Ruban: a married man (who's wife and daughter moved away for work purposes, he's supposed to follow later once she's settled, gets paid, and he gets stuff squared away up here, etc)

Geoff, (whom if you've been following my blog needs no introduction)...

My 75lb gray beast,

and the "turd colored Ewok" aka Crystal the cat.
That's what Geoff has called her since he got her, I didn't even know she HAD a name until two weeks ago.

They are still in the "getting to know you stage" and Crystal isn't very happy about the new arrangement.

They'll figure it out though...

Wesley loves cats, (and no, not for eating!) most of them just don't love him. Crystal is a very sweet cat, she refuses to swat him, and she's only a year old, so they will eventually get over it and learn to live together. I must admit though.. it's literally hours of endless entertainment to watch them. All ya gotta say is, "Wesley, where's the kitty?" and he will find her and not stop staring for the rest of the night.

Now I must attempt to find my bed under the rubble that is an entire year of a fully furnished apartment, crammed into a garage and then into ONE room. I have a lot of work to do. :(

I did discover that after living with only a handful of clothing while at Eldon's for over a month, not touching the ridiculous bathtub size tub of clothing that I had in the garage, that I just don't need as much clothes as I have. I already have a whole HUGE garbage bag worth of clothes going to Goodwill. YAY for getting rid of stuff you'll never wear~!