13:56
One giant duffel bag packed.
Duffel bag ripped.
Bought new suitcase. And a travel pillow.
Must now unpack nearly all my clothes and transfer them into new suitcase.
Other suitcase is only loosely packed. That is, I've just thrown stuff in it: shoes, some clothes, candy, chocolate, books.
19:44
New suitcase packed.
Other suitcase has pants and boots in it.
Am now mid-organizing and preparing for the next move. Going through the remaining contents of my room. Whatever I'm taking goes on my bed. The rest goes in the hallway, kitchen, or garbage (or recycling).
I'm feeling productive. Seeing where I was at 6 hours ago compared to now doesn't make me feel like I've made much progress though.
Oh well!
Weiter geht's...
0:05
I'm exhausted. I'm not even done yet. Still organizing and clearing out.
Though I've taken a couple breaks in between obviously, to eat and whatnot.
At least I got my load of laundry in (all the machines were in use all evening, until 10pm finally). Mr. Rack is attending to his duties.
Now considering a half hour nap...
Or making the piles on my bed and desk a little less scary...
Tuesday, August 18th
22:09
One suitcase completely packed.
Other suitcase almost completely packed.
Backpack almost completely packed.
Carry-on suitcase almost completely packed.
Window washed, laundry done, sink cleaned.
Nothing sold.
Still to do: finish packing, sweep and clean floor, put unsold stuff in the hallway.
23:02
My room looks so empty all of a sudden!
Packing doesn't seem AS intimidating as it did an hour ago.
Canada flag is down. It's sad. Now it's for real. Not my room anymore.
0:19
I'm officially qualified to sing that song everybody sings when their bags are packed and ready to go! Well, I just need to reorganize my backpack. But everything I need is in it! Just not necessarily in logical places. Yet.
My room now looks very very similar to when I moved in, which seems both so long ago and then again, not. (That's always the deal.)
I wonder who will take the sheet music I left in the living room. Hopefully someone who likes the Beatles (which turns out to be the best packing-music, by the way!) and Christmas carols...
I'm going to take a little break now. Then I'll finish up the last couple things before I go to bed.
End post!
P.S. This is weird.
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