I don’t mind admitting this is one of the most stressful times I’ve ever experienced. I’m very, very unsettled, discomfited, anxious. I’m not sure exactly why except that I’ve sold for a song, given away or junked almost all my possessions. I still have boxes and boxes of treasures in the shed, but the house is an echoing shell.
This was 19 April:
This is today, 29 April.
I must pay grateful thanks to my friend, Peter Partridge, who has pitched in and who took two full trailer loads to the Stirling recycling centre. He was a huge help. Plus he helped reorganise all the stuff on the lounge room floor today. A heartfelt thanks, Pete.
The rest has gone to the Vinnie’s, Red Cross and Save the Children Fund shops. Plus a lot has been binned, of course. When you do this, you realise how little you actually need. I used to “collect” things, often never using them. This is cleansing, therapeutic. It still gives me the collywobbles, though!
So it’s another suitcase run to Bali on Sunday. I have a 30Kg allowance and I’m about 2Kg over on each of two bags. It’ll be interesting to see what I can get away with, or have to pay extra.
I’m watching “the wedding” at the moment. Wouldn’t it be nice to have staff that I could just detail to do all the packing and moving for me! Yes, sah!