Packing up

This has been the most stressful part of leaving. Stuff – we have have so much stuff and more than we could fit into 4 suitcases. Where did this stuff come from? I know my husband will blame me totally, but there is a lot of his ‘stuff’ to shift as well and having 2 children doesn’t help. I have worked so hard to sell our furniture and at times felt tearful as my beautiful dining table and chairs were loaded onto the back of someone’s truck at a knock down price. I managed to sell most of our stuff on “buy it sell it swap it Qatar” and the day I delete that site from my facebook will be a joy. It is full of a load of idiots. I have met a few lovely people who have been true to their word and paid for and collected their purchases, but don’t get me started on the time wasters out there. I only hope that one day when they need to sell their possessions, they are also messed around with the ‘last price’ texts that infuriate me daily.

So as the house starts to look emptier and emptier, I keep reminding myself that it only ‘stuff’ and my 4 (including the dog) most important possessions are coming with me on to our next adventure.