We moved on Thursday and our garage looked like this by Sunday because I specialize in unpacking and nesting at warp-speed.
No joke, everything is neatly put away in the kitchen, bathrooms, bedrooms, and my office. Note how even my trash is organized. More fluoxetine, please. Haven't even been married a year and I've already heard this a few times, "Glad I watched so many years of Monk before marrying you."
Recycling is tomorrow but at least one third of this stuff is getting schlepped to the Episcopal Diocese of Maryland by my eco-conscious husband for the next cleric who happens to be moving.