Just a quick check-in to inform you that yes, I'm still here.
I've been doing a lot of this--
(This is the living room stack . . . not to be confused with the "garage stack" or the "master bedroom stack" or the "upstairs stack")
I always forget how tedious packing a home is. This is our 6th move in eleven years of marriage. And I will go on record saying it is the "worst" one. I'm not quite sure why. I called off school for the week, which helped a lot. I have accomplished more this week than all the previous weeks (probably because I HAVE to). I'm finally seeing progress. THE BASEMENT (said with scary music) still looms ahead of us, but Josh was able to get a sub for Friday and hopefully the two of us together can get that done lickity-split. Knowing I am moving to a place that I could have to move from within a year does not make it any easier. Such is the life of a vagrant. ;o) Should such a situation arise I may inform Josh of my adult-onset allergies to cardboard boxes, tape guns, and sharpie markers. ;o)