The prospect of packing has loomed in the back of my mind for a while now; you know you need to do it, but it's so overwhelming that you hardly know where to start. And then you also don't want to start too early because you want to minimize the time spent in moving chaos.
We're moving in a week, and even though our new place is just down the street, the effort needed to move there is still substantial. A couple nights ago I put together a packing schedule for the next week that will hopefully keep me on track for getting everything finished.
Today I took the plunge and started taking everything off the walls and pulling out the storage bins. Josh's job will be to take it over the new place as we go (we got the keys yesterday). So now everything is in complete disarry and will remain that way for the next week. Then I'll have the mess in the new apartment. Heavens.
Isn't there a spell in Harry Potter that packs everything for you? I need to practice that one.