Moving. UGH!

As a child we frequently moved.  I would just get adjusted, and up we would go again.  I learned how to wrap dishes for moving and we seldomly had anything broken.  We would pack it and the movers transported it.  I am now helping someone pack up to move.  It brings back memories of years gone when we would do this.  Years ago we always said once we moved again, we would never move again.  We haven't.  All I can remember is packing all those boxes and when the movers put them in a room you had to unpack them.  If I ever move again the person who is going to live here can have the furniture, the food, pets, everything that is in the house.  I don't want to have to pack it up and take the things out and find a new place for them.  I only have a few more words to say tonight - I hate moving!......