Laatikko, laatikko, laatikko.... / Box, box, box.....

Kuumetta pukkaa paalle. Veto aivan pois. Ei ole kiva olla kipeana kun on yksin lasten ja koiran kanssa kotona. Isompi neiti laskee yoita siihen kun Daddy tulee kotiin. Seisemasta ollaan paasty jo kahteen. Mina lasken paivia..... tassa olotilassa pian jo tunteja. Huominen ja lauantai tulevat olemaan pitkia paivia.
Pakkaaminen on kaynnissa. Ihan hirveasti en ole onnistunut pakkaamaan, kun alakerrassa olleet tyhjat laatikot loppuivat kesken. Kolme isoa laatikkoa isannan DVD-levyja on pakattu ja yritin vahan noita askartelujuttuja laitta myos laatikoihin. Eipa onnistunut kun oli tuo pikkuapulainen repimassa kaikki tavarat alahyllyilta alas. Kaikista naista muuttoon liittyvista asioista onnistuin viimeyona kuumehoureissa nakemaan untakin laatikoista. Niita oli...... monta. Unessa meidan pihalla oli sellainen jarkyttavan iso laatikkovuori, joka oli melkein talon korkuinen eika niita ylimmaisia saanut mitenkaan sielta alas. En ole lahtenyt tulkitsemaan tata unta.

I'm feverish. No energy, none what so ever. It's not much fun to be sick when you are home alone with two children and a dog. The older miss counts nights until Daddy comes home. We've already gotten from seven down to two. I'm counting days.... feeling like this I'll be probably counting hours soon. Tomorrow and Saturday are going to be super long days.
Packing is going on. I haven't been able to pack that much as I ran out of the empty boxes from basement. I did manage yesterday 3 big boxes of my husbands DVDs and I tried to pack some of my craft things as well. I had my little helper and she kept pulling everything down from the lower shelves of the cabinet. All of these moving related things going on at the moment I managed to create feverish dreams of boxes. There were lots of them. In the dream we had a mountain of boxes on the drive. The pile was nearly as tall as the house but there was no way to get the top ones off of this pile. I didn't even try to manage to interpret this dream.