On our move from Ohio to Phoenix, we drove through Tennessee. Stopped for the night dead tired, woke up the next day to find that some ass wipe had stolen our moving truck. Everything we owned, including the proof we owned it was in that truck. To this day I hate that state. We couldn't even get the cops to come make a report, and when they finally showed up, they didn't share the report with the Nashville police 20 miles away. WE traced the truck down parked outside an auction house a month later. The {censored}s even sold the battery out of the truck. Never saw any of it ever again.
Think of it, everything you own, boxed, labeled and ready to roll.