Exhaustipated.

 We've been living with Phil's parents for a week now, and they're lovely. We've also been steadily moving house, and this is what we've achieved so far:

- Packed almost all the books, and put them in storage
- Sorted and packed/gotten rid of almost all of our clothes
- Sold a significant portion of our furniture (still selling a TV stand and a dining table + chairs, if anybody needs them)
- Packed and stored a significant portion of our crockery

It's bizarre and a bit sad. It feels like we're just packing up all the things which represent our life. It's really quite daunting, even though I know that grand things await in just 15 weeks' time. 

I need a drink.