I recently moved 500 km to start a new job, which of course involved completely moving out of my old house and cleaning it for inspection. I hate moving. Hate, hate, hate it. I also tell myself a lot of lies in the process. For example:
"This will all fit in my car"
"The pet hair will vacuum out"
"The next tenant will appreciate this half box of cocoa and leftover olive oil"
"I won't need this until I reach my new house"
"I'll remember which box this is in"
"I'm glad I didn't waste my money on a professional cleaner"
"It was like that when I moved in"