Packing…

For a displaced person like me with clothes strewn across a distance of some 400km… packing is TOUGH.

Keeping track of where stuff has gone is already a recurring nightmare.

I’ll think that something is in the KL house, but it’s not and I’ve brought it down to SG, or JB or left it at my mom’s place. *sigh* One day, I’ll get to put everything in ONE HOUSE (soon… i hope).

It’s winter, nearing spring in Perth… so I’ll have to dig out all my winter clothing. They are in my mom’s house, stuffed in some suitcase. Will be getting at them next Thursday. Same goes for suitcases and stuff. I have some clothes and toiletries here in SG which I’m bringing in to JB today so that on Wednesday, my hubby can put the stuff in the car, come get me at JB customs and go directly back to KL. I also have some stuff in JB which I will have to pack too, before I come back in to SG for work on Tues. I sincerely hope I don’t forget something important… or find out that the thing wasn’t where I thought it will be.

Anyway, am I excited to be off to perth? I have no feelings at the moment… cause work progress is still struggling to keep up with the passage of time. At least the mood now is – “do as much as you can”… rather than “u must do or u will die”… such a relief.