Today I pulled out all the boxes for my stuff, as I get ready to pack. I don't throw boxes away mainly because they're DESIGNED to protect the contents, so if I need to move I can just put the stuff back in its box.

It really does feel like a defeat, though. I was supposed to start this last month, but kinda waffled until today when circumstances said "you have the time, Jenn, it's time to start."

It shouldn't take long to put the stuff that has boxes back into them. From there, we pack those into packing boxes, and pack stuff that's just loose. Then into storage. Then break down the furniture.

Still, trying really hard not to see this as a defeat. But it's hard not it. I still have a month to find work that'll keep me here. But that's quickly looking like it's not going to happen.