sunrise to sunset

today we car booted the rest of our belongings, the clock change making getting up at 6am a little less traumatic. as we drove to the m1 we were greeted by golden skies and the quiet of morning which blessed us both. car booting was less fun as we arrived and found out the 'indoor hall' was on the first floor and, fran's shoulder leaving him out of action, I had to carry most of the boxes up and then back down the stairs. still, we made brisk trade, helped no doubt by our bargain �1 and 50p prices. how glad I will be to visit the charity shops tomorrow to leave the odd assortment of unwanteds there. after baths and snoozes we woke up to an amber-pink sky as the sun went down and felt glimpses of new zealand's daily show greeting us.

a little reality check too - my brother pete arrived home from south america yesterday and as I phoned today mum, dad and brother dave were at home with him having roast dinner - I felt far away just in sheffield! also my granny is in hospital, she had heart pains last night and has low blood oxygen, although ECG's put her heart in the clear. another reminder that when things happen, I will be on the other side of the world. please pray for my granny, she's a really really amazing person and I love her very much.

my oh my, it's getting a bit busy and stressy trying to oragnise/sell/pack/get rid of all our stuff. I saw uni housemates chantal and jen this weekend and had to say my first proper goodbyes. it made me hug longer when I realised that it really was a proper goodbye with them. it's the first time we've met up together since 2000 (except my wedding, which doesn't really count for obvious reasons) and it was great to see them. chantal only lives 1hr40mins away. strange how close that seems now that I've done it.

we're learning about our differences, fran and I, as we come to pack and go. life is made more frustrating for fran and also for me because he can't lift anything with his shoulder healing after his operation, and I'm a bit behind him in my packing process and I have a bad back at the mo so lifting things is a bit like hard work. we're doing fine anyway, just learning more about ourselves. I can see why moving house is supposed to be the second most stressful thing to do after divorce, ho hum.

so, just in case you didn't catch it, we're auctioning all our possesions finishing the 28th oct, please do go visit and feel free to buy our stuff!