Where you ask? In the “oh my gosh this sucks” stage of packing.

I remember it well in Wangaratta, a little bit in Townsville, (more here) and I avoided it entirely in Mount Isa as we got packers in. Which was awesome.

But here I am. I have a sad bubba  (virus? Teeth? Nothing??) And am surrounded by boxes and memories and a looming garage sale on tomorrow from 7am.

And I’m just so done.

The wonderful Kate arrives tonight to do some serious baby cuddling for the weekend and then will drive to Brisbane with me and Darby and Julius on Monday.

So much going on between now and then. I know I’ll get there but right now, I have no idea how.