A sense of foreboding and panic is sweeping over me as I begin to fully comprehend the size of the task facing me and the little amount of time left to complete it. I'm about ¼ of the way through the final packing (see below) but as you can see from the pile of boxes that's not really very far.
Hopefully the next couple of days will be better in terms of no distractions. Lisa & the family have all gone to Spain and my brother will be going back home this morning, whilst Joel will go and have some more fun with Lesley & Grandad. They're also planning on taking Joel out for the day tomorrow which will be really helpful.
One of the biggest distractions so far is the seemingly never ending stream of photographs I'm coming across. I know I should just repack them and enjoy them once they're in South Africa but it's too tempting not to look. I also find myself wondering at times quite why I agreed to take this job on but in fairness it did have to be done at some point as our stuff couldn't clutter up Grandad's attic forever.
I'd better go and crack on!
My initial pile of completed boxes which make up about ¼ of the total