Let the packing commence

Sleep tight Eeyore, we'll be back one day.

With 3 weeks to go till we vacate these shores, the packing has begun. It should be a happy feeling, but there was something a little bit sad about the whole thing.

Our entire life going into boxes. Anything sentimental going into the storage pile, anything that's deemed as tat and never needed ever again going into the car boot sale pile.

Feels odd walking about the flat with no pictures staring back at me.

I'm sure we'll get over it once we arrive in our new home.


P.s. Eeyore was in the sentimental pile.