I finally finished unpacking today. There could be deep psychological reasons for why it took 5 months after moving to unpack. Maybe having everything out and being "settled" in a new place was scary to me on an unconscious level. Maybe that junk in a box was actually a tenuous psychological link to my past, refusing to break until it was good and ready to. Maybe now I have some closure and can move on with my life.
Or maybe I've just been too damn busy / lazy to unpack. Does it really count as being lazy if you're only lazy in one area because you're busy in others? I don't think so. So stop calling me lazy. Gawd.