Boxes, Boxes everywhere...

Well, am now well into the throws of packing. I have been living out of my suitcases for the last 3 days and today Alan, Mum, Vicky and I have come within sight of getting everything ready for moving day on Friday.



Here are some photos of the progress:

So progress is good. I leave for the ship on Wednesday morning. For some reason I have to fly from Manchester to Barcelona - I'm guessing the ship is still in dry dock! To be honest I've really not had time to think about the ship at all. I've got a horrible feeling that I'm going to get onboard and develop this cold that's been hanging around in my system for the last few days - although hasn't had a chance to come out between work, packing boxes, visiting Bath and trying to sort lots of other things out. Still my Dad is coming onboard for the last week that I'm on there and Jo and Vicky are considering coming on too - YEYEYEYEY!

It's weird being on the house at the mo. Especially with the invasion of the lodger and his dogs - who nearly got chopped/electrocuted today when he was trying to mow the lawn and they decided that the lawnmower needed attacking!. I sat and watched Heartbeat tonight on one of the dining room chairs with my feet resting on the piano stool as we no longer have any furniture (unless you count the piano) in the front room. I know that it's not going to sink in until I actually get off the ship and can't come home. Then all I'll be thinking about is finding somewhere to live in Bath and getting ready for Lee Abbey.

The new owner's came round yesterday with the other set of parents. Turns out the the girl was in Jo's Psyhcology class at school - small world. Mum and Dad actually bought this house off the old Art teacher at Woodrush (their school) - so it really is a small world!

Not much else to report. The play went brilliantly at the Palace and it was a great experience to do it in that sort of location. Tony managed to give my Dad a nose bleed on the Friday night by nutting him when he was 'dead' under his cloak, and he nearly managed to give me a split lip in the argument scene on Saturday! It was fun, I loved doing that scene because we never really did it the same way twice and it gave me and Tony the chance to let rip a bit :)

Adrian and Emma's little by is due at the end of the week so any prayers/mojo heading their way and for my travels much appreciated. Hopefully updates on the house during the week - maybe a photo of me crying in a corner......