So I went on a rampage last night, threw everything I could into boxes and stacked them, moved the now empty bookcases against the wall to get 'em outta the way. Looks much much better but there's still quite a bit left to sort through, throw out and pack.
I have so many books it's not even funny. 4 boxes of fiction, 2 boxes of musical scores/sheet music, a box of tech/textbooks. Two boxes of CDs (that are, thanks to iTunes and external storage, staying in the closet). Two boxes of movies. At LEAST 3 full bags of clothes.
That's not even counting the furniture (shudder). AT least we don't need to move my 6-foot desk. Or the bed, or the couches. We had enough money from me selling some old tech and from the girl saving like crazy, to buy new stuff.
Hopefully I'll be ready to move the computer by next weekend. Once that (ok, and the cats) are there the balance shifts from living in Queens and stopping by manhattan to the other way 'round. Can't wait.