Grandparents and Cardboard

Grandpa Lee and Grandma Stef made the trip up the day after the Grandparents V and got to see the grill and DHV in action. Here Grandpa Lee looks on proudly at the chaos created by DHV.
In honor of the midweek heatwave we inflated the kiddie pool and set DHV to work on it. He seemed to warm to it after some initial hesitation.
People may have been wondering just what these new homeowners have been up to. Here's a short photographic tour.

A new mailbox. DKV unsuccessfully tried to sledgehammer it through a large buried tree stump ("I knew that spot was too clean!") and wound up digging a hole and pouring some concrete.
Our uber-organized basement, or "Shelf City, U.S.A." The shelving instructions said "assembles in minutes." Indeed, they did; the organization took days!
A backyard compost bin:
A Hydrangea (a bit sad looking in this pre-blog nighttime shot):
Wee trellis climbers:
A window box:
And lastly, the cardboard. The move generated a LOT of cardboard. We set one batch on the curb and watched it not get collected; our realtor clued us in to New Haven's requirement to tie it with twine. We slogged out to the curb to find salvation - someone had come by and picked up our load of boxes. Well, one more week of unpacking this and that, buying odds and ends, and getting deliveries of the good, the bad, and the ugly created another Godzilla pile of cardboard which occupied our garage in an open and notorious manner. WifeHV and HusbandKV tied it all up in neat bundles and set it out for trash day.

It stayed on the curb for two days, until we called New Haven Public Works today. Oh, it has to be tied in 3x4 foot bundles, they tell us. Mind you, this information is not made widely available to the general public. "Sanitation Divas" is what WifeHV aptly titled them. So we trudged out to the curb, piled the nearly wrapped cardboard on top of the Accord, and brought it back to the garage. Here it is; some more of it is hiding behind that mother load!
Anyway, armed with a boxcutter (good idea, Matt), some cooking twine, and touch of rage, HusbandKV made a full frontal attack on that pile of cardboard.
Look upon my Works, ye Mighty, and despair! Exactly 3 feet by 4 feet by 4 feet. Only 5 days until trash day; maybe we'll only find 50 spiders when we move the stack for the third time.