It's quite an odd feeling; I'm flying out to Canada in just about a week (and my stuff will be heading off a few days earlier). So there's a good chance that all the routine things I've been doing over the last couple of days will in fact have been done for the last time - while the electrician was in on Thursday, for example, I trimmed the hedge for the last time.
(And while the hedge can grow at a pretty impressive rate, I'm sure it won't get to the point where it needs properly trimming again inside a week. This is, I should say, not a challenge for it)
The house is looking increasingly bare, too. At the moment, the single biggest issue I have is with my books, but I've gotten to the point now where there are six crates left in the cellar - down from a dozen - and all the crates that had been dotted around the house have been emptied onto the shelves. So there are considerably fewer than there were, and I shall be getting rid of what's left as a priority over the next couple of days (charity shop, or Freecycle, I wonder?)
Otherwise - packing seems under control, and I'm now estimating I'll be sending off about six cartons, as opposed to the initial estimate of twenty-some; and my to-do list is almost finished. Even if I've recklessly not done anything on it for some days now.
A couple of minor niggles - a couple of things I've bought online in the last couple of weeks may or may not arrive in time for the cases to go off on Wednesday, and that would annoy me; I wonder if there's room in my suitcases for them?
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