Having got rid of the 'ouse, I'm in the middle of packing up to move.
Lord I have a lot of utter crap ... and it's so damn hard to get rid of. Which accounts for the stress levels.
I know that 'things' don't really make one happy. But I've accumulated them, and they're mine (all mine Bwahaha), and I want-want-want to keep them.
I've already taken two van loads to the dump.
*sighs some more*
I'll be away for a bit, and back when I can.
Cheers y'all, and apologies to those who have emailed and got no response.