Yesterday Riley had to rerun the cable and in order to do so he had to go under the house. I again forgot to take a picture of him in his awesome jumpsuit but here is the picture of the hole he had to crawl into.
As he crawled under the house I walked above and talked to him to keep him company, and I just felt worried that he was under there. I felt like I was talking to a ghost or something.
If you look closely you can see our little Riley in there.
We've been staying at the new place since Thursday since we got a new bed! It's a queen size, which I've never had. Riley and I have been cozy & kicking each other on a full size bed for some time. I didn't know the difference until we decided to get a queen. It's amazing. I no longer push him off the bed!
And yes, that's a stool acting like a night stand on the side of our bed. I think that's what we'll stick with. We don't have a lamp and we only put our phones (which are our alarm clocks) on it.
Also, during the move, we had a fatality.
My old foam dress form that holds all my necklaces split in half!!
I can't decide what to do. I hate to trash her because I like her but she doesn't look good anymore. So I think I'll have to let her go, and I'm sad.
Last night Riley and I cleared out a lot of our boxes. We still have a few to go through but the home is becoming more livable and creating less headaches.
Oh and one more thing, mail comes around 5p here! WTH! I don't like that.

