I just received some good news on the Dubai front. It now looks more promising that I will touch Dubai soil this September. The news was oddly exciting, considering how cynical I have been about the delays these past couple of months. Now we're back to the issue of packing for Dubai. I was just studying the price quotation from the transportation company on shipping our personal belongings to Dubai.
Let's just say: Ouch.
Once again, the sheer weight of my possessions begin to overwhelm me. I'm tempted to live out of a single backpack for the whole year in Dubai.
It's tiring work to pack all those books. I'm now on 20 boxes of books and DVDs - and we're still counting. During the shuffle, I finally found the CD box-set I was looking: Retrospective: The Best of Suzanne Vega, and I was seized with this irrational but insistent thought: I must download all the Suzanne Vega songs to my iPod to bring over to Dubai; Suzanne Vega MUST come with me!
I just can't seem to let go.
When I first saw Carl's post on the R.I.P. III Challenge, my first thought was that I would like to take the opportunity to read Ann Radcliffe. Except I've already packed my Ann Radcliffe into one of the boxes. So, I've packed myself out of the challenge. With the move to Dubai, and the logistics of moving, the cultural shock and uncertainty - not to mention the learning curve of a new posting - I doubt I will have time to read or blog in the next few months. This really feels like goodbye somehow.
I thought it would be interesting to see my whole life packed into cardboard boxes. Now my life is a solid and expanding wall of cardboard boxes, and I am overwhelmed.