We spent most of our weekend wearing ourselves out with our new found domestic duties. Paul managed to mow. We both managed to chop back the bushes obscuring the front of our house. Taming the wild growth took all morning, and now they mostly look butchered, but it’s still a vast improvement. I’m thinking of heading out there and cutting some of them back even further, but I’m not entirely sure Paul will be too pleased by it, so we’ll wait and see. We also managed to finish painting the master bedroom.

I’m still tired.

Rather appropriately, Paul and I watched Wallace and Grommit: Curse of the Were-Rabbit last Friday night. I say it’s rather appropriate because now that we own a house we’ve discovered we have an infestation of bunnies. Well, maybe not an infestation, but we definitely have two or three that really like our yard. So far I’ve only seen them eating clover and other weeds, and none of the flowers that are growing randomly in the beds. However, just because they’re helping us with our yard-work doesn’t mean I like them. They’re also remarkably unintelligent. Paul threw an old sprinkler head at one of them, and it just watched completely unphased by the metal and plastic heading its way.

Sadly, it took awhile to realize these beasts were actually beasts. They look so … domestic and Easter bunny-ish. We both grew up in West Texas, so when we think of rabbits, we think of those nasty, rangy, ugly giant jack-rabbits. Apparently they don’t make those in North Texas, just tiny guys with fluffy tails.

I think our rabbit problems will take a nose dive once we replace our freakishly strange psuedo-fence.

So we are now official residents of the fair city of McKinney. We have been for about two weeks now, although I’m still waiting for the license with my new address to arrive in the mail. I still have the monumental task of painting every wall in the house ahead of me. Paul and I managed to get the pantry and the laundry room painted before we moved in. The most disturbing task is actually the kitchen. One of the former owners put this weird fruity-flowery wallpaper up throughout the kitchen and dining room. I personally think it’s hideous and desperately want to do something about it … I just haven’t decided what.

One of the nicest things about living in McKinney is that they promote recylcing. And you can pretty much recycle anything. That is anything except aluminum foil, styrofoam, and plastics that are marked above a 7. I haven’t been able to recycle this great a variety of stuff since I was growing up in Lubbock and my parents insisted on recycling everything known to man. My friends all thought we were so strange. Oh the memories.