I decided that I should start taking this moving business seriously, so I packed my first box yesterday.
It wasn’t a big box.
And I know it’s full of breakables because I’ve already broken something in it.
Donny Shatz’s bobble head came off. (I’m pretty sure I’m one of very few people in Australia who knows who Donny is.) Anyway I was lowering him into the box by his bobble head and it came right off in my hand. So I decided to just pack him up in separates and then I’ll pretend it must have happened during the move. In fact I’ll get Daz to unpack that box then when he pulls out the broken Donny I can say – oh dear, now look what you’ve done.
Anyway a bit of superglue will fix him up.
This box is also full of little china rabbits and mice. In dresses and suits and collecting fruit and all sorts of other things mice and rabbits obviously do.
Years ago, for no reason that had anything to do with me, Daz decided that I’d like to collect these little ornaments and started buying me one a week. And I didn’t really want them but he was being nice so there they are. Now if I mention the possibility of giving them away he looks as if I’d just suggested giving away my wedding ring.
I don’t think I’m a hoarder, but I’m starting to think I’m something very close. And it’s going to make this a massive job. Because I’ve kept all sorts of things that obviously were never going to have any use.
Like this little basket of goodies.
I have no idea when I thought I might need any of this stuff so I managed to throw it all away without any regrets. Of course someone will come and ask me if I have a nappy pin tomorrow.
So back to it. I’m quite enjoying throwing things away. Well, other people’s things anyway.