I seem to have a lot of dreams where I worry about moving, or freak out about something related to moving, etc.
In this dream, my closet exploded, and I had SO MANY CLOTHES. They were everywhere. Didn't help that instead of just packing them all up, I decided to sort them out as to what I wanted to keep & what I wanted to donate. This led to even more of a mess, since now they weren't even folded.
Bunny wandered in to the doorway with a piece of parsley in his mouth, and looked at me, all confused about what the commotion was about.
Eventually I got things packed up all neatly into rubbermaids, and it was kind of ok.. Except for the whole moving thing. That always sucks.