I've got tunnel vision right now. Moving day is Tuesday, and I've reached the point where if my coworkers stand still for too long, they'll find themselves wrapped in newspaper, taped up, put in a cardboard box, and labeled ("graduate student, living room, this side up, delicate").
Here's what my dining room looks like right now:
I'm coming to the conclusion that I own too many books. I'm sure the movers will agree with me once they have to carry ~30 boxes of them down 3 flights of stairs...
-dms