2 days before we head off to the homeland. Started packing 3 months ago during the weekend. Thought that way, it would be easier since some of the things are already out of the way. But how wrong one can be. The last few days before the things are due for shipping are actually the worst.
The kids suddenly found that everything is 'important' and wanted them packed. One spent endless time arguing with them over an item. The only time when one could really pack is when they are away at school. And even then, one has to slot in other activities like meeting friends for good bye coffee etc. Worse, there are still the daily things that the family needs to use. Those are really hard to pack. I ended up categorizing things into 3 piles- the ones to be packed, the ones to give away, and the garbages. And gosh, didn't we have heaps of them!
We finally did it today. As it is, I'm watching the movers load the things in the truck and feeling a bit like crying. Haven't yet figured out the reason for the feeling though. Be it sadness, relief or sheer exhaustion...I just don't know. All I know is in the past 3 days, I hardly got enough sleep at all due to wanting to finish everything in time for shipping today. I can only be thankful that it's over now.
Well they say packing is the third most stressful thing after a bereavement of a loved one and a divorce. Good thing it's only the third...it is indeed a hard work.