Today (Tuesday), I did stuff, and did stuff, and did stuff, and really feel still like I didn't get much done, except I did get more things in boxes, get the apartment swapover process started, get a few of Marx's bill collectors informed that he does NOT live here anymore, quit the fuck calling, arranged for a glorious boxing-shit-up session with Sis on Thursday, and got a few more boxes of Marx's stuff off to him.
Oh, and he found the silverware. Yay.
I think the next big thing to get boxed up should be the books, because I have a decently large collection of same.
Books. Clothes. Electronics. Pantry items. Kitchenwares. My bar. Filed papers. Toiletries. AGH!
...exhaustion was such that I wound up not posting this last night, it seems.