Aaagghhhh! I have literally been tearing my hair out the past few days with this silly packing! I'm beginning to think that coming home was not really the smartest idea I've ever had...
You see, there's not enough room in my room to build the boxes, dump stuff, document every single tiny little thing that I pack, actually pack the stuff - and then try to heft the box down the stairs ready for the fella to pick up this week. Its just madness! So I started to move everything I needed to pack out into the garage, but the weather has been rubbish, and it is absolutely freezing cold in there - so there's no way I can stay any length of time in there and pack. Therefore Jean suggested I put everything in the living room, as it'll only be there a few days, which I've done - but it is still painstakingly slow going - and very emotional, too, as I try to chuck out as much as I can. But you can't chuck out photos, and you can't chuck out souvenirs that you bought, and you can't chuck out many clothes as - let's be honest - I won't be paid for about 2 months, so I won't really be able to go out and buy new clothes now will I?
So I had made quite good progress on the packing front, and then today I phoned up Anglo Pacific to book my collection date, and found out that every single little wooden thing has to be put into a different box, to make it easier for the customs guys - so that has now meant unpacking everything already packed! Aaaggghhh! It's enough to make my brown eyes turn... RED!!!!
Anyway, bring on Thursday when the whole bang lot will have had to have gone...
Tearing my hair out!
Two hours on, and there's still so much to pack!
(in fact it looks like there's even more to do than there was before...!)
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