Cleaning.

I've spent the past 3 days cleaning. I'm exhausted, and my hands hurt. I'm trying to sort through my stuff now, so that whenever it is that we have to pack to move, it'll be a more simple matter. That is, just stacking stuff into boxes, rather than having to decide what to pack with what other items, what to keep and what to throw out, etc. So far, I have learned that:

Everything always takes longer than you think it will.
What it takes me an hour to organize, it takes Missy 10 seconds to cover with seed.
When your Mama said to keep receipts, she didn't mean all of them, from 5 years ago. They are the reason it was so hard to open and close your drawer.
When you move the foot rest (aka, cardboard box of junk) you had under your desk for 10 years, your feet will still subconsciously try to look for it every few minutes.
Don't play with a tube of black paint. Ever. It may seem fun to squish it between your fingers, but when the lid pops off, you'll have a heck of a time cleaning the carpet, your pants, your fingers...