The packing has begun in earnest...

...and I'm realising how totally insane I am about the most stupid things.
The Trip to Oz/NZ is not far away now - three weeks today, exactly, we will be taking off - and we have to pack up the apartment, pack the rucksasks out of which we will live for the next four months and also enusre we get to have drinks/dinner with friends by way of goodbye. I'm finding the whole thing quite stressful; that's my excuse and I'm sticking to it.

Anyway, Jamie was helping me pack away ornaments and candle holders yesterday. My plan was to get them all in the same box, and label it sensibly so that it would on return be easy to find all ornaments and candle holders. For his own weird reasons Jamie decided not to do this. Without going into great detail, lets just say I LOST IT!!! Completely. I mean, you know the way Monica in Friends is weird, she hasn't got a patch on me... if we hadn't already packed it all away, I would have thrown something at him.

The weird things is, when I go loopy like this, there is a tiny miniature me inside my head telling how stupid I'm ebing, but the rest of me just can't believe the total disorder and chaos Jamie just brought to the packing.

Kudos, of course, to Jamie here:
1. for keeping his head
2. for not caving in - said box is now in a corner, exactly as Jamie packed it, and hidden away from me in case my neuroses get the better of me and I am tempted to re-pack the thing.

Anyway the general moral of this story is, that at this difficult time, you all need to throw your support behind Jamie, cos God knows he's gonna need it. Thanks!