Blah boxing

So when I got home last night Ali had already resumed the box packing process, working on pulling stuff off the hutch near the kitchen.  I also noticed that she had been crying which instantly made me feel terrible.  I asked her if she wanted to talk about it but she said what I sort of already knew, there really isn’t much to say, it’s just sad.

From a practical standpoint some more good progress was made as we went through another couple rooms.  The mound of boxes is getting quite large.