It's T-Minus 12 twelve days until The Big Move, and we've decided to be sensible and move things in increments. So far, we've packed and shifted my books, DVD's and most of my kitchen stuff and unpacked them at the other end. What bewilders me is that I seem to still have an entirely full bedroom, and I've already thrown out five and a half full garbage bags of stuff.
It's going to be a long twelve days, I know that much.
Oh and the panic? Realising how much stuff I have and wondering where the hell I'm going to put it all. The idea of moving in? That's just exciting.
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