For me, the hardest thing comes at the end, the unpacking. I can pack pretty quickly, but emptying it all out and putting all my clothes away... that's the tough job. It doesn't matter if it's just an overnight or a couple of weeks, like this trip to NY.
My livingroom is a total mess. I have much too much to put away, and I have to finish in a few hours, since I must get to a funeral. But that's another story, not for now.
2 comments:
Nice to hear from you. Glad the weight loss is going well.
Sorry to hear about the funeral.
Thanks
I wish we had met in NJ.
The woman who died had a tough life, but ended it here in Israel with granchildren and great-grandchildren.
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