Now, now, I'm sure Diablo means he'd put me in his well-loved and well-worn claw slippers to keep me warm.
....hrm, that's probably not very sanitary either, though.
First night sleeping in the new house, first shower, first new commute...I feel like a million kruft!
Still tons of work to do at the old and new places (still a garage full of crap at the old place), but at least...I think I'm finally over the last huge hurdle. Now just need to get crap out of the old house by the end of next week.
Still need to hard-wire the upstairs computers -- and set up the upstairs computers -- at the new place, but may get that done tonight.
And our most beloved kitty, Cindie, the last survivor of the old regime, she's handling the place surprisingly well. Lastlackey recently moved into a new home, too, and his cat spent the entire first night under the bed. Cindie did do underbed time, but only an hour or two. Still all wacked out, but slept with us* all night. I think the idea of a two-story house has completely blown her mind. "There's a
third dimension? And I can
move in it? Like...on my
own?"
*Jenn informs me she must have made a billion "sorties" on and off the bed to explore.