My old man told us the packers would be here today. They arrived yesterday. D'oh! This is our seventh massive family move thing. I love travelling and living in many different places, but packing sucks. Fortunately we've got rid of so much stuff, this is the first time we have less stuff than what we had before. It's also our first family move since mummy passed on, which has been really fricken hard. I found it harder going through her stuff now than I did when we were choosing clothes for her funeral, which makes no fricken sense.
That has to be the most fractured paragraph I've ever written here. My writing sucks, but that was even worse than usual. Fricken is such a fricken awesome word. Fricken heck.