Seventh Time's the Charm?

So counting our pending move into the cute South Highlands cottage (or should I call it a bungalow? I'm debating), I've moved seven times in just over seven years. Let me be the first to say, That's ridiculous. You'd think I would have learned a thing or two about finding free boxes, packing breakables, and swapping over utilities, but no, not really. All I know is I don't enjoy it, yet keep finding myself in this same situation. So I'm really happy to move with the intention of staying put for a few years ... and then I'm packing it all up again and heading east to Georgia!