Like, really stinks.
I thought boxing everything up was bad until I got to the part where I have to unbox everything. (I don't know where this stuff goes! Who do you think I am, Martha Stewart?)
There is, however, one upside to moving. One small ray of light in the dark sea of crates.
The happiest part of the packing process was when I got to sit on my kitchen floor and mindlessly wrap dish after dish, sealing each with blue painter's tape. Unlike the rest of my to-do list, it was a clear task. Simple, straightforward, and with neat and tidy results.
It was meditation without the sore back.
Plus, hearing a hundred little pops each time Ernie trotted over was music to my ears.
While the unpacking experience is a bit less Zen, stomping bubble wrap is far cheaper than breaking dishes to vent frustration (like when I can't find the tv cable or my sandals or pretty much anything else I made a point not to lose).
So for all of the moving tips out there - packing necessities last, labeling your boxes, blah blah blah - the best one is this: invest in bubble wrap. Lots and lots of bubble wrap.
Your sanity will thank you.
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