The girl who packed our stuff for shipping had the biggest thickest false eyelashes and two cute little diamond jewels next to her eye. I think that they’re just stick on and not piercings, but I can’t be sure. She’s adorable and did such a freaking GREAT job. It’s SO HOT here today, and she packed everything away like a champion, by herself. I was really worried about how she’d manage with the boxes of books that we had already packed, because Ollie couldn’t even lift them and complained when we were both carrying them out, but then a guy arrived to help.

Anyway, everything is happening today. The new house owners had a valuer come through to value the property for their bank, and he was so freaking weird! He started talking to this girl, asking her about packing and does she often have to wrap furniture etc – it’s only our coffee table – and then he noticed her lashes and he goes “you have very big eyelashes!” And she made the embarrassed noise girls make when someone notices something about them, and she said “It’s just lots and lots of mascara.”

It so is not lots and lots of mascara. Those things are dragqueen length falsies! I kind of loved her for lying about the length of her lashes.  Besides them and the two wee diamonds, she is entirely make up free. I wanna take her photo to show you, but I think that might be even weirder for her than having some random guy ask her about her lashes.

This has got to be one hard job, especially in this heat. And she did it all by herself! I wish I could say that I wasn’t surprised to have a girl turn up to pack our stuff, but I really was.

I totally dig her. Getting up and here before 9am ready to pack peoples stuff with falsies on is to be admired, I think.

The Salvation Army turned up a couple of hours later to take away a bunch of stuff we’re not bothering to take or sell. The house is starting to feel so empty now. We have been selling everything using online auctions and some things just go that day. Like our TV which was very depressing. Now my desktop computer is gone too, which means the house is painfully silent – as I play all my music through that machine.

Anyway, we were able to give them a lot of stuff and hopefully we can get them back the Monday we leave to take the beds and couch and chairs. We’re spending the last two days in a motel, so that we can have everything gone and sold and not have to sleep on the floor.

I’ve been at Ollie for a couple of weeks now, to list our car. It is old and crappy and some of you may remember when I artfully managed to tear it open . So yes, I was not expecting much at all. It has given us and our mechanic years of amusement – particularly Ollie’s amazing bog job. We had talked about what price we’d consider selling it for, and he FINALLY put it up today, with the stipulation that we would need it up until the 17th. Thirty seconds later, I kid you not. We get our first call.

The guy buys the car on the spot and asks us to drop it off on the 17th for him at an address which just so happens to be just down the road from the motel we’re booked into. Success! While Ollie was on the phone, there were six missed calls waiting for him. People are strange.

I’m quite surprised and pleased at how easy people are in terms of purchasing things and picking them up when we’ve asked them to.

As stressful as all this has been, it’s also falling together really nicely, and with two weeks to go, we’re pretty much all sorted out on this side of the ditch. On the other? Not so much, but we’re getting there!