frequent mover

i hate moving...absolutely detest it. it sends shivers up and down my spine to think about wrapping kitchen glassware with newspaper and packing it neatly in a box only to turn around at the new location and unwrap it. arggh. but, it's a fairly frequent occurrence in my life. i guess that's sort of normal, but i feel like i move more than most people. i come by it naturally, though. my dad was in the navy, so every two years or so (sometimes more frequently), we'd get transplanted. in fact, because of that being ingrained in me, i get the itch every two years. i get this insane desire to up and move halfway across the country. there is a sort of adventure in it, i guess. but, then...oh, then, i remember the horrificness (not sure that's a word, but i'm gonna use it anyway) of moving. part of the problem is that i have way too much junk, stuff that i've acquired over the years. yes, moving is a good reason to purge, but it's an amazing hassle. i've found that it helps to have an honest person that you trust to go through the purging process with. sometimes it's helpful to have someone tell you that you really don't need that snow cone maker that's been sitting in the cabinet all year unused. it's just hard to let go. i form attachments to things. add that to the fact that i'm slightly sentimental, and viola! therein lies the problem. it makes me feel better to give my things away to a good cause, though. lately, that's been interact and the salvation army. it's still tough, though....and, time consuming. if any of you have any suggestions on the best way to go about the purge, let me know. oh, and if you know anybody who needs a snow cone maker, i know where to find one...