Drowning in a sea of boxes

I was exhausted last night and didn't have the energy to blog.  I was tucked up in bed by 10.30 and out for the count.

Packing is pretty much going according to plan, I'm drowning is a sea of boxes and there's still things all over the place.  My workroom is done though and that was the one that I knew would be the worst to pack as there were 'things' stored everywhere.  The sort of 'things' that you might need one day!

Hughie has been getting rather excited by the number of visitors collecting things that I've been getting rid of.  Golden Guinea casts an eye over them as they come up the drive, but unless they look like they may have food he doesn't bother coming over.

I'm getting withdrawal symptoms from my knitting, I've not picked it up for over a week; not much chance of me hitting my target this month ladies.