I hate packing...especially the little, fragile, horrible things that you know are going to get broken now matter how much you rap them; i.e. wine glasses, dishes, picture frames. It's inevitable.
And what about all of this giant crap we have from IKEA? How do you store an eight foot tall canvas? Or break down a 546 part piece of furniture. Those Swede's are twisted.
As much as I want to put a visible dent on this packing process, all of these things keep getting left out because they are so miserable to box up and transfer.
Wow...8:55 and I'm already psyched out. This day looks promising.