During the day, I sort through our possessions, I cull, I drop things off at the opp shop, I give things away to friends, family and strangers on freecycle, I sell things on ebay. I move boxes into storage, I cook, I wipe sticky hands and faces, I wash clothes and dirty dishes, I garden, I hoover. I negotiate with a 21 month old. I talk about Hong Kong with a 5 year old, I do the kinder run. I hoover some more. I read books to two eager little girls, we sing along to Mary Poppins. I change our address (again and again) I do more sorting. More culling. Gosh, we have
Insurance claims are refused. I cry and swear. I move on.
We start to say goodbye to friends and family. I try to remember to breathe. I squeeze in a little sewing in the evenings, my sanity saver.
Now, I know it will end soon. The date has been set, 3 weeks from now. Tickets have been issued. The packers and shippers have been booked. Excitement is building. Abbey is crossing off each day on a calendar. I can almost see the light at the end of the tunnel. My Shropshire boy will soon be here to help with the last minute things. He will take us to our new home.
This is really happening. I am so excited and sad and happy and thrilled - all at the same time.
I won't be around much in blog land for a while. I will miss you all. Soon, I will be back though, ready to share my new adventure with you, what ever that may be.
Love from Cat xox