Heigh-Ho, Heigh-Ho, we'll pack, we'll clean, we'll go...

Well, this is it. I'm really moving!!!

I'll be leaving Sydney, largest city in Australia (population approx. 4.5 mill or so)

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And heading to Canberra, capital of Australia (population approx. 350,000. Yep, thousand. Not million. Look at all those trees!)

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GULP!!!

Anywho, after a nightmare couple of weeks cleaning and throwing out STUFF, the removalists are finally coming. Tomorrow. Exciting and exhausting and a little scary, all rolled into one.

Let's talk about Stuff for a second shall we? I simply cannot believe how much stuff I've accumulated that:

1. I didn't even realize I had until it waved at me from the dark corner of a cupboard I haven't even opened in a year
2. I never use but still want to keep because someone special gave it to me, or I acquired it during a significant occasion/event (which may or may not have involved too much alcohol), or [insert completely made-up-on-the-spur-of-the-moment reason which my husband didn't believe anyway]
3. I'm sure I'll fit into one day. Honest. So how can I throw it out knowing that???

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Um, sensing a theme perhaps? Yep, I hate throwing stuff out. What about you, can you bear to part with all your knick-knacks and treasures during a move? Or do you fight tooth and nail for just one more teensy little box to put this or that or the other in???

I've managed to get Daughter No. 1 excited about the move (I can only imagine how scary it must be for a 3 year old to leave everything she knows behind). I've also reassured her numerous times that yes, we will be bringing her bed and dolly and her scooter and her books and our washing machine (it's funny what ranks on her list of most important items!).

So, after all that, the removalists are coming tomorrow. Boxes will be taken away tomorrow and maybe Wednesday. Then comes cleaning (is there anyone that enjoys that part of the move?). And then, on Thursday, we're driving the three and a half hours to our new city. After that, the fun of organizing the new house begins...

DISCLAIMER: I should add that I moved quite a bit growing up, so I'm rather used to moving. And my husband's work entitles us to packing as well as removal, so life is rather good there! And I grew up in the country and only moved to the larger cities later in life, so I'm rather looking forward to going to somewhere a bit (tee hee, a lot!) smaller for a change. It's all good really.

Wish me luck. I'll keep you posted on how things shape up in Canberra...