Do not wait until the day before your move is scheduled to start packing. Even if you think you don't have that much stuff... unless you are a gypsy, you DO have that much stuff. I promise you, you do.
I am here to inform you that my husband is 38 and I am on the eve of my 38th birthday and WE ARE TOO DAMN OLD for this line of reasoning.
And did I mention that for two of those weeks my husband was finishing finals and then gone to the USA? Yeah, so I was supposed to be doing all this packing and planning while also taking care of the kids essentially solo.
You see how we ended up with this moving debacle now, right?
This photo was taken on Sunday. Two days before the move started.
That was every single box that had been packed so far.
Between all the stressing, though, it has been an amazing time. June is beyond gorgeous here in the UK because every rose bush in the country seems to be in glorious bloom. Yes, every single one. I'm not making that up. (I'll have to post this picture later, I thought I uploaded it, but it is amiss!)
I can neither confirm nor deny how much I may or may not have had to drink
by the time this photo was taken. All I know is that I had way too much fun karaoke-ing at our party. :)
Perhaps not quite as much fun as this woman, though: