Yay! My parents are officially moved in. Well, their stuff is anyway. And by moved in, I mean scattered every which way and crammed into every available inch.

The cat wondering why boxes are on the counter.

The other cat looking at the mess and feeling annoyed.

This chair is in the foyer. As in, you walk in the front door and the chair greets you.

We ran out of room...

The garage became the catch-all. Don't know where something goes?

Put it in the garage!

My mom needs to hurry up and get here!