10 days to go to the move.
9 days until the cats are in cattery.
8 days until my sister buggers off to Tenerife and leaves me the Boy.
7 boxes packed.
6 cats driving me to the brink of madness.
5 working days left before my leave starts.
4 cat baskets to de-hair.
3 reports to write this weekend.
2 cans of diet coke left.
1 nervous breakdown underway.
Help!
Weee!!! It sounds like you're going to have a fun weekend. More beer!
Katie | Email | Homepage | 10.08.04 - 11:45 am | #
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Hire a mover and avoid the packing and nervous breakdown.
PEZ | Email | Homepage | 10.08.04 - 3:15 pm | #
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We opted for removal, but not hte packing service.
Beer isn't going to cut this one. My packing drunk is definitely worse than my packing sober.
I've moved before. But never whilst working full time, and with six cats in tow.
DMouse007 | Email | Homepage | 10.08.04 - 4:49 pm | #
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Posted by: | Saturday, 19 February 2005 at 19:48