U-Haul

I'm packing to move again...this will be my sixth move since 2004. I'm getting to be a pro at it, but this time I'm trying to be even more organised than ever, if that's possible. Last fall I went through boxes of things I hadn't seen in over two years. I got rid of a lot of stuff, chucked some and sold others, but things still felt a bit unorganised so this week I went though all the boxes again and labelled everything in each box. Now I'll know where everything is at all times. How sad. Or smart. Since I moved out my parent's house in 1998 I've lived in seven apartments in Halifax, one in Japan, one in Ireland, spent a summer in the UK and six months in the US. This photo is on the morning of one of those fabulous Halifax moves. It was my last move into a new Halifax apartment and I'd exhausted all my friends previous generosity from other moves so was stuck with my parents and boyfriend. Don't I look happy? Not even McDs hotcakes could improve my mood. I think my favourite part of the day was when my Dad accidentally pulled my dresser outside in the parking lot and the drawer with all my underwear and unmentionables flew out, spraying the asphalt with my secrets while I screamed "NO" so he wouldn't attempt to pick anything up. Damn good times. Anyhow, since I'll be moving to Toronto and we're driving, I'm packing a few more things than my last few moves. I've got dishes, linens, towels, artwork, books and more things I've picked up over the past few years but haven't had a place to use since I've been constantly on the move. I'm kind of nervous about going back to Canada. I love the country, but bringing boxes of heavy home decor means a more settled life, one I'm not necessarily ready for. I still have the travel bug in me and want to live in London sometime soon. Hopefully Toronto will be a good decision and I'll be prosperous and happy there.And oh yeah, our car will probably be searched at the border. We're very suspicious looking. I'll keep you updated.