Packing for a move. Not even my own move. Not even one move. Some of these things are going into storage, until some future time when Mary has a permanent place of her own. Some of these things are going to Phoenix, where she'll spend a couple of weeks, and then come back for a bit in the fall. And some of these things are going with her to Oregon, where she has an internship. The piles, and the Post-Its, and the confusion, have been a little overwhelming. And exhausting.
But it will be done, soon. It has to be done before Friday. Two days of packing down, another half to come, then trips back and forth to a storage locker that is 3 1/2 hours away. --whew--