Still Moving.



We are still moving in. Luckily the only stuff left in our old apartment is a bunch of little boxes and random junk.
Friday. Went to get the keys and pay our rent. Oops, we forgot to pay a deposit for the cats. We were informed that there was in fact no elevator, which was contrary to what we thought prior. So we moved a bunch of junk up the stairs and started to regret living on the third floor of a building with no elevator.
Saturday. Matt helped us take one load of our big junk up to our apartment and we helped them take one load to their house, which turned out to be about four loads. Having moved our bed and some big furniture over, we spent all night putting things together.
Sunday. Got up, yawned and said: "We can walk anywhere for breakfast!" So we walked to Noah's for bagels and spent the rest of the day moving some more junk. We brought the cats over, too. They were pretty scared at first, but relaxed a little bit by the time we went to sleep. Once we woke up and I showed Cleo & Mouse that they were on the third floor, Mouse turned around and ran to hide under the bed. No matter how hard I try, I just can't get my cats to understand logic.
Later.