Packing is an exercise in optimism which eventually, ends in futility.
You never really pack.
You get boxes and tape and make lists and start to pack.
And then you start to pray.
Eventually, you get a big plastic bag for all the little stuff that couldn’t be categorized and you can’t bring yourself to throw away because ‘what if you need it at 3 am on a tuesday’ and you rue this moment when you chucked it out.