I'd Like to Move it...MOVE IT!!!

I really would. Having been surrounded by boxes of shite for weeks now, I would dearly love to actually get shot of this place and move into my new/ old office. I feel like I am in an episode of Hoarders; Buried Alive. Sample conversation:-

QUESTION = "Do you need this piece of paper that has been sitting at the bottom of this box for, well, let's see, oh, for longer than I have been alive, and it is covered in spider webs, silverfish and mouse nibbles?"

ANSWER =  "Yes"

RESPONSE "Aaaarrrggghhhh - you infuriating ape creature - why won't you just die????"

Tidy Desk..Tidy Mind.

A bit extreme, but the tether's end has been reached. And this Friday I have to attempt to weasel my Boss out of his office of 15 years (the equivalent of the hoarders "special closet" which is usually full of newspaper and squashed cat carcasses). Any suggestions would be greatly appreciated; I'm thinking of some cheese on the fishing line dragged along the floor.