Packing is a bitch.

We are busy packing.
It is the worst thing to do
The humidity is killing me
and my poor husband too
We have not even made a dent
In the amount of crap we own.
Where did all this shit come from?
No one ever knows...
So here I am procrastinating with poems on steemit
Stuff the boxes, i'll just leavit!
I need Wine!