I don't care what Dante says - moving is definitely the seventh circle of hell. Since the beginning of July, John and I have been working 12 hour days, every day to fix up the house,sift through 25 years of crap, and decide what to take and what to leave.
There is nothing like moving overseas to force you to identify what is really important to you and what you have simply accumulated over the years that you convinced yourself you absolutely had to have. And you know what? You really don't need most of it. You realize it's just stuff.
All in all, it's been a very freeing experience but I recommend that you do it over several months and not six weeks like us! This will all be over in 2 weeks when we leave on August 22 but right now it feels like there is no end.
Penny (our dog) is leaving before us on August 16. She will become a jet-setting dog, traveling to Amsterdam to stay overnight in their pet hotel (who knew?) and then on to Qatar the next day to her kennel. Already spoiled, I'm sure she will now demand caviar for breakfast and weekly pedicures so she can be the prettiest dog in Doha. That's what first class world travel for canines results in. Mostly she will probably demand extra peanut butter rations by way of compensation. She's probably Catholic as guilt is her primary weapon.
One more garage sale, 16 kijiji ads, and several mountains of paperwork to go! Next posting from Doha.
No comments:
Post a Comment