This whole packing and tossing things will end?
I'm amazed at how the emotions can override the logic of a situation. I logically know that there will be an end to this process by August 10th, but that doesn't stop my emotions from treating this as a mentally exhausting hurdle with an unknown end.
I've experienced this with elk butchering every fall and with the infancy of my two kids.
How do you get Logic to talk Emotion off the ledge?