Packing Sux

Three more days till I fly out, and I have had about as much sorting, organising, and packing as I can stand :(

Maybe it wouldn't have been so bad if it wasn't such a multi-stage process. First, moving out of my flat, finding homes for all my furniture, shlepping carload after carload of stuff over to Jen and Rob's, unpacking the car, carrying armload after shoulder-straining armload of stuff up to their apartment..then living with all my crap stacked in boxes and bags all around me, then re-loading the car for the drive up to Hamiltron, then UNloading the car AGAIN, then doing the final sort and pack.

It's particularly hard for me because I am not, in general, an organised person, at least as far as filing and tidying goes. I can barely cope with the final stage of putting my clean laundry away - I'll happily sleep in a bed laden with clean clothes for a week. So naturally, all this packing is putting me in very bad mood :(