We have managed to pass on the big bits of furniture to my brother and his girlfriend Jo. This weekend they collected our three piece suite, dining table, two side tables, various curtains and bedding, a king size mattress (we couldn't get the base down the stairs so it will have to be cut up and skipped) and a book shelf - which has left K and I sitting on a mattress in the living room.
Last night after cycling home feeling relatively calm I packed up a few more CD's and books. K has provided me with copious amounts of boxes from the old folks place where he works - No Hx I'm not having problems packing my belongings into boxes that used to contain nappies for adults - so the process of packing isn't a problem, but this morning whilst pondering my inability to sleep for more than four hours on the trot I was suddenly overtaken by a huge wave of panic.
We have got so much to do before the 11th and with me unable to drive and K working all day till 7pm there isn't an awful lot of time for us to get furniture and stuff sorted out and taken to relevant places.
Whilst lying in bed mentally packing things up it dawned on me that we have huge amounts of stuff, books and CD's, we have hundreds of them. K has boxes (I'm not joking) of records and tapes. And clothes - I only have three outfits so why is my wardrobe suddenly spilling forth clothes. When I open cupboard doors all I see is more stuff. I'm pretty sure we cleared lots of it away in the summer, but it seems to have bred over the winter and there's just stuff on top of stuff - bags of clothes, boxes of pictures, duevets, photographs, coat hangers, decorations, tools, files, records and kitchen appliances I didn't even know I had!!!
Where has it come from? I lay in bed twisting the sheets between my fingers *sweating* and suddenly I start thinking about all the bedding we own. Now we have three beds, so why do I have at least 12 sets of bedding - four with matching curtains and five duevets - Where is the need for two people to own this much bedding.
I attempt to calm myself by going downstairs and making a cup of herbal tea - I open the cupboard and suddenly I'm struck by MORE STUFF - but this time its food stuff. Two jars of coffee, bags of coffee beans, boxes of herbal tea, green tea, normal tea, Spices, herbs and cooking stuff, cans of food, three bottle of washing up liquid (it was on special), four boxes of washing powder (another special offer), bottles of Softner I tried but didnt like, Christmas puddings still not eaten, bags of pasta - wholemeal, plain and low carb, bottles of oil, garlic, balsamic, extra virgin, cans of beens and pulses I never know what to do with - *sweating*!
And as my brain whooshes into a time warp continuum overload my eyes hit the freezer and I'm pulling open drawers questioning the decision this weekend to stock up on pies for Keefe and frozen veg (just in case - I always buy fresh on Friday from our local grocers so why did I feel the need to buy four bags of microwave veg), low fat sausages, seafood and quorn.
How are we going to do this?
Why have we burdened our space with so much crap!
I'm sat at work now trying to produce a time table: To get this done we need to get the trailer sited this Thursday, I can take off Friday and sweet talk my mum into helping me pack up the house. We can hire a van Saturday and get all the big stuff out of the house - The freezer and washing machine will have to go to mums. The boxes of stuff can be stored in the trailer, until we can get them unpacked, we cant move in till the 1st March so we have time.
I begin to feel the panic subside, waves of calm roll over me, and the plan forms!
Now if the rest of the world will just fall in with me I'm sorted.
