On the move

I was white van man - man on a mission today. I've booked off two days to move everything from the house (or everything allocated to me, or with an N label on it). And it was mission accomplished, as the first van load now sits somewhat surreally in my parents' garage. I thought today might be emotionally difficult, but it really wasn't. It just feels like moving house. That in itself is sad, but it's a good thing.

Tomorrow, time to do it all again.