Monday, July 9, 2018

They call me the breeze, I keep blowing down the road (JJ Cale)

Mid shake down
Wie geht's?

Well, it's started. The pack up/ storing phase has begun.

Hiring a space to lock-up our precious possessions was stage one, then with the help of a colleague (thanks Jeff), the transporting of records, books, bedroom furniture, fridge and John Lennon figurines began.

Scary watching your worldly possessions slowly taking up a 3 x 2 metre space and realising I should have been more ruthless with the CDs!

More than a jigsaw, my brain has gone into full on Tetris mode - slotting pieces into lock-up places.

We've rented a space at a National Mini Storage facility in Albany. It's huge! Filled with...who knows what!!

Stuff! Most probably stuff they don't need, or in all likeliheed, want.

People are strange.

We've aimed to avoid the traps we fell into last time - thinking things may come in handy later. So we've gone for a minimal approach.

And, it feels good.

Less is more.

But I can't help wondering about some of those CDs.

Love and peace - Wozza

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