Closer and closer..

As our move gets closer and closer, I feel it more and more. To begin with, I am not keeping that well :( I am OK one day, sick the next day. But no time to recuperate. And there is so much to do! Bah! I just want this "moving" phase to get over and be done with...

Then there is selling stuff. I am hating the fact that I have to undervalue all my possessions. We are in a time crunch to sell what we plan not to take with us and that in turn had forces us to agree to whatever price a decent buyer asks for. So we ended up selling most of our stuff at unbelievably low rates :( But more than the financial loss, I feel sorry to have to under-rate my worldly possessions to such an extent. Its been a realization of sorts, how you grow to think of your household stuff as part of your family.

Everyone asks, are you excited, where will you stay, when will you visit Hyd etc etc etc. For now, I am drawing a blank on all of them. All I can think of is sell that last piece, sell that car, pack that last bag, should I take or leave my hand blender (too many US electrical items you know voltage problems and all that) and so on and so forth, you get the picture.

When will I go home?