Marcel is also getting stressed about the move.
How on earth am I supposed to do that?
And then there is exhibit A: an example of what every surface in my house actually looks like. Kent - what the fuck are all these papers!? I don't know, you don't know, but of course there is sure to be a really important invoice wedged in-between ... that to-do list from 3 weeks ago and ... that voucher for that thing we don't give a shit about. Hang on, I think I see my scarf jammed in there. So that's where that is! So of course, the likely scenario is that I will pack all of these things, and then they will sit packed in the front room of our new house for 6 months. Hey! Maybe we don't need to get a futon for guests - hello, we can just put a fitted sheet around several clumps of papers!
Exhibit B: I'm pretty sure that's a random sock in that pile.
Now ... I really need to make some cat art (at least I know to pack that last). Opens 14 June at Craft Vic people! You can see first hand (small preview below) what choosing to move at the worst possible time can do to a person - it's all in the art.