On Filling Empty Spaces

After nearly a month of waiting since we signed off on a sublease with a couple in Ann Arbor, we finally got to move in. The day forecast sporadic thunderstorms, but we didn’t manage to get rained on.

Here is my semi-photo documentary of the move.

Goodbye old house!

Hello new house!

So (relatively) clean.

Nice.

But empty.

Let’s shake that up a bit, shall we?

Everything came from here, after 3 flights of stairs.

And it went there…

And there…

Over here too.

Yes, I suppose this counts as all that and the kitchen table.

Oops. Found a bit more hiding around the corner.

It’s probably a good thing the place has built in bookcases, at this rate.

Here’s the rest of the place.

Apparently the kitchen went unscathed.

And - a little bathroom surprise (not a bad one!).
This was painted inside of the medicine cabinet.

Overall, everything went really well. A few humorous moments (Greg singly carrying a mattress up all three stories; afterward, we declared that he should have also been wearing Hulk Hands), and a few slightly hair-pulling moments (still packing a few boxes the morning of the move). We were out of Toledo by 11 AM, and done moving in by 3 or 4 PM, with some help in each location. After that? Well… we went to Ikea, and that is a post for another day.