Pack King

Yeah, packing stinks; there's just no way around it. Even when it's a relatively soft pack (to coin an unwieldy phrase), in which I don't have to put everything away, just enough to get stuff out of the way, it still stinks. There's something about going through all your stuff and realizing that, gosh, maybe you really ought to use that kitchen torch and pasta roller and juicer every once in a while, rather than just let it sit in a box. It's almost enough to make me actually organize my house.

Almost.