Unpacking

I look around and wonder if it will ever get done. There are boxes in every room. Some are opened with contents strewn about the room and others wait patiently. I hate unpacking. I hate it so very much. I hate it because it isn't perfect. I hate it because I don't know right now where things should go in order to serve their purpose the very best. I hate it because it seems to never end. Seriously, how do we have so much stuff?