I forgot how tedious the sorting, packing and organising part of travelling was. It's 1pm on Sunday afternoon, I don't know where the morning has gone as I've been trying to be extremely strict on what is making the final cut to take overseas...but I don't feel closer to being ready. Still in my pajamas!
Mum is a godsend, wouldn't be anywhere NEAR as organized if she wasn't continuously at me to "KEEP GOING!" I am annoyed and reluctant at her persistence but I secretly know it's what I need to be ready to go by Tuesday. Mum and Dad are also planning on potentially renting the house out from January next year, and because I won't be back until December, I need to more or less sort my entire room out now, and I have SO much junk. So far I have four gigantic bags of clothes to go to vinnies, a rubbish dump out the front an extremely messy room and still a whole lot more stuff to sort through before mum even thinks of letting me off the hook until I get home. I keep thinking I'll just do it when I get back. But the last thing I'll feel like doing after eight months of travelling is clean my room. Fact.
Apart from this packing/sorting/throwing out/storing section of the pre-trip organising process, everything else is more or less done. Fingers crossed there will be no pre-flight stress before Wednesday.
It's actually starting to sink in that I'm leaving!
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