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?