I can't possibly describe how seriously I do not want to pack right now. But I've procrastinated long enough - I dozed on the couch through one Cosby show and two Behind the Musics (Michael Jackson and Boyz II Men) so it's back to the boxes for me. The guest bed (Savannah's bed) is covered in neat piles of clothes, bedding, electronics, and - of course - candles. My books are boxed and on the floor. I can do this. One more box of clothes and I'm done for the day...

I can do it, I can do it, I can.