Four more working days at the office and then a couple of weeks of getting things sorted and I will be changing countries. No doing things by halves for me this time. This time I’m going to give my own business a shot. I’ve decided life is just too short not to spend it doing things that you love. The big question now, of course, is will anyone pay me to do the things I love?
At the moment though I’m not loving it so much, but I know that there is a reward ahead that makes all the sorting, packing, unpacking, repacking, disposing of, deciding to dispose of, reclaiming, etc. worthwhile. I hope so anyway. Because this process is draining. The ridiculous levels of attachment I have to things that are completely replaceable are really making me wonder. I’ve completely failed with reducing the amount of music I will carry to my next abode. I tried. I really tried. All that happened as I sorted through the hundreds of CDs was I remembered how wonderful they all are, and started listening to things I hadn’t listened to for years. And don’t get me started on the books.
Yet time is running out. The removal company is coming tomorrow to start the assessment process ... so, being an absolute master of procrastination, I chose this moment to update my blog ...
Do it now. Okay, I’m going. Now. Okay, okay ...
