The time for the actual move is nearing. It makes me nervous, sad and excited all at the same time. Am trying not to think about it. Just keeping myself busy with all the packing .
Am actually enjoying this packing business. Its like a treasure hunt, because packing for me currently also involves going through all the stuff that we have at home. Opening all the cupboards, over head racks and under the bed storages. And like a small child, I am discovering a lot of things that i didn't know existed in the world (in my own house!).
Like that dress which I had kept it tucked inside as I couldn't fit in it anymore, but now I can. Well, not really. Its not like I have lost weight. But the thought of finding a 'new' dress, why wouldn't I be happy? Someday when I lose weight, i WILL fit into it. I know!
But all this packing is also making the mess of our home. Everything is lying around. In a few days, hopefully everything will be in order. A place for everything, and everything in its place.
This saturday, the packers and movers will come. So that should definitely make the whole process more organised and 'labeled'.
And once thats done, and we have our visa (hopefully in the next few days), will be flying out soon. Oh, thats making me feel so sad. I hate goodbyes. And I hate the fact that ill miss my dad.
Not that I was the best daughter around, always keeping in touch and visiting often(confession). But still.....
But it should be okay, I guess time will fly by there as well. Settling into the new environment. And then soon, Dad will visit us, when it gets a little warmer.
Oh wait!, whats in this box. My! I didn't know I still had this leather hand bag :)
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