The only reason for this particular blog is to complain about how much I really dislike packing.
Packing is an art that I neither have talent nor enthusiasm for, and I cringe thinking about the next box that has to be filled. The only advantage to packing is that my room gets clean. The only easy part about packing is the books, of which have been packed already for roughly a week and a half. Unfortunately, my room is not composed solely of books. Unfortunately, there are other objects with not-so-uniform edges. I curse them all into oblivion.
Erm, that’s it.
Peace to you all! 😉