Cat-moving day

Today is the day for kitty-ferrying. I'm not looking forward to trying to wrestle them into their carriers. I'm actually worried about Molly. They can tell that something is up, poor dears.

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I'm so anxious I feel like throwing up, even tho I haven't eaten anything. Been filling out change of address forms online where I could, and making phone calls when I couldn't (because I totally need to have to make more phone calls!). The food stamp one was annoying as hell, they kept asking weird questions. Also got a call from the movers, and it's a good thing I did, I had to tell the guy I talked to about the payment arrangements my mom set up.

I hate this so much. And I'm not even moving to a nicer place :(

Home is where the cats are

The girls put up a huge fight over being put in their carriers. Hardly surprising; they've been aware of my stress level and seen lots of stuff getting boxed (mostly thanks to the wonderful innostrantsa), and there's noisy construction going on. But after chasing and struggling I got them ready in time for the arrival of goddessgoddess and Tr., and we brought them (and some more assorted trinkets) to the new place. Then we went to MT Market! So I have various Asian foods in my new kitchen, and I was delighted to find a small maneki neko glitter snowglobe... only $5, it seemed like a good omen.

Resting up for now. Gonna try sorting out some more trash later. And in the morning, scaryness happens!