Oh, I have been as cool as anything. Not fretting at all.
But that might be ending. I've started waking at night, heart pounding. This night it was a dream that I was standing in my living room, an hour before the movers were due to arrive, and I hadn't put more than a few token things in boxes. I was nonchalantly trying to explain to Rod why it would be fine, because surely it wouldn't take very long to get the boxes ready for the muscle men to throw on the truck.
Yes, I know we're moving on the 26th, but I still need to live here until that time. I don't need to start packing yet, do I?
Do I?
How the hell long does it take to pack??? It's been years since I've moved. I've acquired a cat, 2 children and some 'stuff'. When am I supposed to start?
Last week, right?
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Yes. Definitely, last week. It *always* takes longer than you think.
Sorry, this is not helping is it?
Try having a packing party. Invite a bunch of friends to come over for a glass of wine, potluck snacks and good conversation. And sneak in there that everyone needs to pack while they talk and eat and make merry. A friend of mine who has moved even more than I have swears by this idea.
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