I enjoy packing for a trip (got it down to a science now, particularly what with all the fees for checked baggage nowadays) but I HATE packing up ALL my stuff to move. DANG. And then having to unpack it all . . .
I hate moving so much that Hubby and I agreed when we bought this house -- our first -- that we weren't going to move again until *at least* our mortgage is paid off . . . in 20 years!!!! LOL!! (we have a 30 year mortgage but signed up for an accelerated payment program which will save us THOUSANDS in interest and get us paid off about 10 years early, just in time for Hubby to retire!).
I think 20 years will hopefully be enough time for us to forget the nightmare that was packing up the duplex and moving into this new house (which we did in 2008).
I hate packing. I hate labeling boxes, and scrounging packing materials and working with those dumb tape dispensers and just *knowing* that *something* is going to break or get lost (I call it, the Sacrifice to the Moving Gods), and then having to choose between moving it yourself (dealing with weather and multiple trips across town and lots of manual labor) or hiring a moving crew (mucho expensive and how much care do they REALLY give your stuff, particularly everything marked FRAGILE?). . . or, of course, you can always pack your stuff up and rent a U-Haul that's on its last legs to move across the country (BTDT for a friend of mine, yikes, never again).
Such fun!
Yeah, I hate moving. And what the heck do you DO with all the packing materials and boxes and so on once you've unpacked them? We still have boxes in the basement and under our bed and in the closets . . .
Packing. *shudder*
Whitewater (now starting to think that perhaps 20 years is too soon!)