I live in a world of boxes and packing tape.
I no longer know where anything is.
For someone who has very few things- I sure have a lot of crap to pack.
Next time I say I want to move, some one duct tape me to a street light and set my toes on fire.
God I hate moving.
D-day is next Wednesday, if you want to come help me load a truck. They tell me it is the perfect way to end a summer vacation.