Buried under boxes

The movers come Wednesday. Life for the EC family for the past week has revolved around boxes. Many, many boxes. Emptying boxes, making boxes, filling boxes. And bubble wrap. Wrapping things in bubble wrap and putting them in boxes. I'm pretty sure I've already spent at least a week's pay at Public Storage buying boxes. And bubble wrap. And tape to make the boxes. My biggest worry now is that Baby Boy EC or the Endangered Corgi will end up swaddled in bubble wrap and in a medium box. All so that the movers can come take the boxes so that they can be unpacked at our new location. At least we have movers this time. The thought of moving all of our furniture again, with BB EC's furniture on top of it, would make me want to crawl up inside a large box in the fetal position.

So that's the moving update for today. I just have to stop on the way home from work and buy some more boxes.