I'm moving to a large new house, on the end of a cul-de-sac. I've arrived with the first load, in my truck, and unload it into the empty front room. Seems I'm also working on a plan to transport my cats, (Milou and Muezza first; Vita later) although I don't seem to have them on hand.

I start exploring the rest of the house, and realize that it is still full of the previous owners' belongings. The kitchen looks as if they had left suddenly and unexpectedly. I am going to have to ask them to move their stuff, as I am quite ready to move in.

I realize that I've forgotten to plan where to put my music studio in the new house. I'm not sure I've ever looked around inside it.

I go down in the basement, which is empty, and the floor is mostly a slab of pavement. But there is one square of floor about 10x10 feet that is composed of medium-sized rocks, and I am walking on them, wondering why they are there. I notice the water heater is situated at one end of this little rock area, and I think this must have something to do with it.