This is my daily view – boxes, a boy, and mountains of things that need to be placed into more boxes. In order to have ample time to pack and sort through ten years worth of stuff, we began packing back in January. We also didn’t know we wouldn’t be moving until June. I felt like a was living in a cave made out of cardboard with no way out. Fast-forward to April, and I now am delighted when I look around and see more boxes being added to our pile by the day. 39 days until the truck pulls away.