Not only do I hate packing, I hate the whole compression and decompression that one most go through in order to move. You get cuts and scratches and headaches and stress as a result. Not so fun. I’m leaving here for Houston this morning after piling my car sky high with my possessions all yesterday. Anything I couldn’t bring was shipped via UPS Ground 3-Day for $100. If I actually have to change a tire I’m totally screwed since said tire is buried deep beneath my goodies. The moral of the story? I need a bigger car. My days in the Eclipse are numbered. I’m eyeballing the Honda Element and watering at the mouth like the Big Bad Wolf learing over Red Riding Hood.