I’ve got, the packing day blues,
Oh-oh-oh, the packing day blues,
My bedroom is a tip and it’s littered with shoes,
The cat’s in there somewhere and my sister’s confused,
Who knew I had so much stuff to lose,
It’s like a round of treasure hunt without any clues.

Gah. You all already know how I feel about packing, right? You would think after years as a military brat, five years at boarding school and living away from home in various locations since age eighteen I’d be reconciled to it now. But no.

I hate the whole idea of it – getting all my pretty, fun, loved things and cramming them into cases and boxes and bags. Plus, as I don’t drive, I have to get it all neatly packed enough to take on commercial flights – nightmare. Socks are crammed into crannies, CDs are pondered over (even though I have all of them on my laptop, I still need some actual, tangible CDs. I’m not sure why!), shoes and makeup and pyjamas and the almighty Jockey Bear fight for suitcase space.

Added to this, I’ve been in a bit of a funk recently. Nothing life-threatening, just the sad old pile – I’m stressed a bit about back to school, I’ve put on weight (this always happens when I come home), and I’ve had a bit too much time to think recently. I’m quite looking forward to getting back to my ‘real’ life!

This will be my last ‘live’ blog for a few days I think (unless the packing stresses me still more and I drop in later) – tomorrow I am flying down to Bristol (woo!) to stay with the gorgeous Mlle Wilson for a few days. Even more excitingly, on the Friday Jean is coming down also – it will be the first reunion of the Gilesgate 3 since we left Durham. I’m predicting awesomeness! I’ll have my laptop with me, and will be writing blog entries, so when I get back to the middle of nowhere I’ll upload them all – it’ll be a post bonanza!!! As I won’t have internet at home anymore (looooong story involving money, budgeting and a small ferret called Nigel. OK, I lied about the Nigel part), ths will probably be what I do during term-time – write blog at night at home, upload the next morning. Hey, it makes sense in my head.

I had my hair cut today and it’s all curly and quirky and sticking out and random angles. Note to self: Fix that.

OK, I’ve procrastinated enough for this hour – back to packing…

Enjoy your day!


How did summer go by so fast?


  1. Cinderella
    22nd August 2006 / 2:41 pm

    I know what you are going through, I just moved a few months ago and it wasn’t fun!! May the force be with you girl!!I will miss ya while you are away…hurry back and stay safe!!

  2. Scott
    22nd August 2006 / 6:31 pm

    I hate packing too… it has to be one of the most loathesome activities known to man. I could definately live without it for sure!Scott

  3. Britmum
    22nd August 2006 / 7:58 pm

    How did summer go so fast? I hope packing doesn’t stress you out too much.Get back to where ever you are going safely and don’t be gone too long. Will miss you.Take care xx

  4. Bossy♥'s YOU
    23rd August 2006 / 2:45 am

    packing sucks ass..want me to come help ya?:)

  5. Claire
    23rd August 2006 / 10:05 am

    Thanks guys! Looking forward to catching up on all your posts when I get back!Cxx

  6. Babs
    27th August 2006 / 2:46 am

    I hate packing, too. Seriously. It’s sometimes a deal breaker for me when it comes to vacation. I will not go places because it’s such a pain in the butt to pack.

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