Well, here I am, on the verge of the next big step in my life's journey, in the midst of a move to Sydney. Yesterday, the removalists came and packed all our worldly belongings perfectly sardine-like into the back of a truck, and carted half to storage with the other half going to Sydney.
Downscaling from a 4 bedroom house to a 2 bedroom apartment is no mean feat for an arty designer and her gadget-mad partner. Sacrifices had to be made by both, i.e. I get to take only 3 small boxes of books to Sydney (out of 18 boxes!!!) and DD stripped down his media equipment to the bare essentials and the kitchen table will now have to double as his office. All our "housey" stuff like garden equipment and tools all went straight to storage.
It's going to be strange to go from having ALL of my stuff in one place and in easy reach, to travelling "light" with only half of it, and the frustrations that will inevitably follow. But with worldly travel planned for the next few years, it's going to have to be something to get used to, so I may as well practice with this Sydney move.
One thing's for certain, moving house sure makes you get through a lot of the tasks that would otherwise remain uncompleted - sorting piles of paperwork, discarding superfluous 'stuff' (yay for garage sales and Ebay), refining your belongings to what is truly essential... It's just the rest of it that's such a traumatic pain in the arse. Stressful and exhausting.
But now half the pain has been survived, just the finding a place in Sydney and the unpacking to go, and most of that will be up to DD since he arrives in Sydney next week, 4 weeks before I am due to head down there. For now, I am tying up loose ends in Bris, finishing up at work, updating my design folio ready for the search for a new job in Sydney, and making sure that our new tenants are settling in ok and everything's fine with KG.
And only then will my Sydney adventure begin...