I am so tired of boxes.  I hate unpacking them, but I hate them even more as a decorating theme.  So I unpack.  And unpack some more.  Take a break, and then unpack.  The reward is that I can see wall now that I haven’t seen in almost 2 months.  Woohoo!  Maybe I can unload vigorously, too, and take off some Weight Watchers points for exercise.  I bet hubby is almost as tired of assembling furniture as I am of unpacking boxes.  He’ll be done before I am, though.  There are still two more trips’ worth of boxes in the storage unit.