There are 5 days left til the packers come to put us in boxes again. I began stressing last week, had a couple of teary breakdowns after which I vowed to chill out. If my messy house gets packed messy, oh well. But then I imagine the unpacking on the other end of this move and spiral myself up to another stressed out teary breakdown.
I am currently chilling for maybe 5 more minutes with this cup of tea, before I jump up in another stressed out frenzy of sorting clutter. Which, in my house, is like sweeping sand on the beach.