It's such a huge thing moving house. I forget how much of a hate-love-hate relationship I have with it. On the one hand it's refreshing to throw out loads of crap and start afresh and it's good to shake things up and out of your comfort zone every few years. On the other hand it sure is a hell of a lot of work with to-do lists multiplying daily.
And when you're moving from one country to another and you have no house to send your stuff to it's a whole different ball game. I have found myself gaining a heightened respect for my mam & dad doing this immigration lark back in the late 80s with 4 kids, no Internet and no real sense of what they were heading towards. At least I've lived in Oz before & have friends & family there.
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