We are mere days away from setting off.
I am sitting on the floor. My lap top is on the floor. All that is left is the TV, kettle and toaster. Oh and our materess... that is on the floor. The fish is in tupperware on the bench. I dont think he is impressed. It is amazing how much we can actually live without. It is also truely amazing how much we can squeeze into a van and a trailer. My husband is officailly the Worlds Best Packer. You would be hard pressed fitting as much stuff into the tardis. Doctor Who eat your heart out.
I have taken to drinking. Well, OK, OK, I have always liked a drink. I have increased the regularity of my drinking. It makes a lot of things easier. Like parting with stuff you love but never use or look at. It helps with cleaning walls and other menial tasks that just need to be done before departure. Well, lets face it, drinking helps with almost everything, except rollerskating backwards, in the dark, on gravel. This I dont recommend. Dont ask...
Little Miss is with the program now. I tell her we are sending everything to our new house. So now when anything dissapears she says it is at the new house. Hopefully she is not keeping a catalogue or she will be sorely dissapointed. A very low tide in the toy department.
So only a few sleeps. I am getting butterflies on a permanent basis. More like elephants doing a rendition of Swan Lake in my belly, but, hey...
We are taking a bite out of life... stand by to see if we can chew it.
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