We went out to live in Indonesia in 1997. Before we went, we sold out house and bought a flat for our son to live in (and yo give us somewhere to come home to!) As my husband was in Indonesia on preliminary business trips, I packed up the whole house myself, and moved a lot of the stuff, as we bought the flat from the people who bought the house (did you follow that) so I moved a lot of stuff in advance .... even with photographic evidence he didn't believe how much work I had done!!!
I don't like packing, and I HATE unpacking. We usually do it ourselves but when we came back from Moscow we had professionals. The two blokes who arrived at this end were so fat they couldn't carry anything upstairs (honestly) and my Dad and I did it all. I remember one of them commenting on how well we tackled the wardrobes... (MrH was, as usual, away).
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Just think what they all mean though, you are heading towards your new life. Can't be bad.
How exciting!!
They always know when something is up, don't they?
(Lovely photos of little dog - she is beautiful!)
OMGoodness I love her !
Poor little Tosca looks more than a bit worried....and I'm surprised there isn't a cat in every box..... ya know how they all love boxes......
May you box clever!
Oooh, it's all happening! How exciting. Don't forget to write the contents of each box on the outside, as well as which room it goes in.
You will be so glad you did when you arrive at your new house at 10pm and its dark and all you want is a cup of tea and can't find the kettle!! He he!
We went out to live in Indonesia in 1997. Before we went, we sold out house and bought a flat for our son to live in (and yo give us somewhere to come home to!) As my husband was in Indonesia on preliminary business trips, I packed up the whole house myself, and moved a lot of the stuff, as we bought the flat from the people who bought the house (did you follow that) so I moved a lot of stuff in advance .... even with photographic evidence he didn't believe how much work I had done!!!
She just thinks you're going to pop her into one for the trip to The Great Unknown and she's sure that queasiness will ensue .
That looks like a lot of work. I think it's going to be Fast Lane Life for a while.
I don't like packing, and I HATE unpacking. We usually do it ourselves but when we came back from Moscow we had professionals. The two blokes who arrived at this end were so fat they couldn't carry anything upstairs (honestly) and my Dad and I did it all. I remember one of them commenting on how well we tackled the wardrobes... (MrH was, as usual, away).
Dogs hate boxes don't they??!
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