What to do next…
My two cats left on Friday, so for the first time in years, I have no animals.
This was hard. I was shaking from top to toe and felt like I was the worst cat mum on earth.
But I knew that this was the best thing to do before it got even more chaotic here.
The weeks fly past and I feel like I should be doing so much more, but it will all happen in time. It’s how to organize your packing if you not packing.
The movers will pack up the stuff that is left, but some stuff stays in the house, some will be going into the suitcases and some still has to find new owners.
I normally have piles everywhere but can’t get my head around it yet.
It still feels overwhelming yet not so unreal anymore… 6 weeks and we will be in the UK.
Then there is the excitement of filling out and scanning in forms. Forms for schools, forms for the moving company, forms for several unfinished things here in SA, and I hate forms.
Ok, l hate the filling out, printing, scanning scenario over and over again lol.
I have a love-hate relationship with forms, mostly because I am not sure what exactly they want from me and if I understand their English 100%.
Right now, I am sitting in front of the UK moving customs form and it seems to be on strike.
This is only the second time I’ve filled out the form, but it got lost in the ether.
Let’s forget about that for a while and attend to the school forms.
Should I not have been buried underneath the forms, then you’ll hear from me soon.