Packing is no fun at all. You know what else is no fun at all? Carrying furniture and boxes down 3 flights of stairs in the 90 degree New Orleans heat.
Luckily, I won't have to do too much of the latter since I will be working all next week. My last day at my job is next Friday and we hit the road at 6 AM Saturday. We are figuring on a 12 hour drive. (Again, no fun at all, but better than the stairs). Once we get the truck parked, it's off to the beach to (hopefully) catch our first sunset.
When we get back the only things I plan on bringing in the house are my air mattress, alcohol, and my boyfriend. UN-packing will have to wait.