I whined, and did not dine

Lesson of the day,
that I learnt the hard way

Pack, squeeze, shut and lift
dust, swab, sweep and sift

Two bins full, and a broken shelf
This while I indulge, in pity for self

You have to move your kit
But none else gives a shit

I hate to sound whiny
But the boxes aren't tiny

Indifference. Anger it did provoke
Then a voice, from within thus spoke

Adam for Adam, and Eve for Eve
Gospel it is, then why the peeve?

I guess I expect much from friends
But it's fine. considering, well it all ends