Kat,
I wish that when I moved to Maine I had gone with my original plan - a can of gasoline and a match. Leave the remaining two thirds! You'll only have to unpack it when you get where you're going. And the local sanitation people won't want the cartons.
Smile, lady. You've dealt with worse than this.
Love,
Mary
PS My phone has been giving me trouble. I tried to call you back and I know you tried to reach me - a bit of screeching on the line interfered. I will call you when you are settled. M.