I have to give it to Ennie — she’s been a trooper with the boxes.
Still looking for a job is a double-edged sword. We lack the second paycheck, but at the same time having her be on box patrol is an amazing perk. It’s working out well.
Out back we have around 5-6 yards, give or take, of packing debris. Most of that was stuff she’s gone though. You have no idea how much I’m thank for for that. It’s one less thing that I have to worry about. One less hassle.
At this point we’re down to half a room in the basement that’s still the domain of boxes. Some of that needs to get unpacked. Some will go off to a storage locker — TBD. At the end of probably this week or maybe the middle of next we should be done moving in.