At this point things are moving along, slowly but Shirley, as the old joke goes.
Of course the periods of slow work are interspersed with periods of frantic activity. These are driven like hailstones mostly by the season. Thanksgiving is rapidly approaching and right behind that is Christmas. Suddenly the Months seem narrow, short, weak little things all to easily broken upon the rocky shoals of festivals and family gatherings.
After that we have a month and a half of bright clear room to move, except… for the fact it is winter in Colorado.