Packing Blues

Two weekends ago it hit me that our move was less than three weeks ago. While relaxing one evening I said to P, "I suppose we ought to start packing soon." After procrastinating another two weeks the packing will be in overdrive this weekend as we prepare to move next weekend. Since our apartment is pretty small (less than 650 square feet) we don't have that much stuff to pack, but the process is never quick and never fun. Ever.

It wasn't until I started moving to different apartments during college that I really experienced what it was like to pack during a move. Having grown up in a military family, we were spoiled by the movers coming in, packing everything up (especially the dreaded kitchen), loading the truck and meeting us at our next destination. I hate having to wrap every water glass, every plate, every frame, etc. in newspaper. This time it feels especially painful since we are only moving 0.3 miles to our new apartment.

Maybe a glass of wine or a Skinny Girl margarita will help cure my packing blues...at the very least it will make the process a little more fun!