Moving sucks!

I don't know anyone that likes moving, especially the packing part. I hate it, always have. But having a chronic illness makes all the frustrations, difficulties and headaches of moving magnified by a hundred. And to make things even worse I am doing it alone. This is the first time my parents have not helped me pack and move. (I know I am 32, but you gotta love family. It is cheap help!) And my fiance is already in Dallas because his job there started a month ago. So I am left with an 11 year old and a dog, which more times than not are way more trouble than help.

It takes me about one hour to sort through and pack just one box. Generally that one task leaves me so exhausted that I need to rest for about 2 hours. And then after a morning of packing, cleaning, sorting, etc. I need a few hour afternoon nap just to be able to function! I am 32 years old I should be whipping through this, even though the work sucks. But instead my body is that of an 80 year old, and I am extremely limited in function. I actually look forward to a day when I can pack my house and move without pain, fatigue and everything else that comes along with being sick.