I hate moving LOL

I have been on the go solidly past few days packing stuff and throwing stuff out..
I've had moments where i've felt like going on strike, purely from where i've ached in places I never knew I could ache. But we are getting there slowly, it's the wrapping and boxing that seems to be taking the longest. Tomorrow I throw out my old bedstand I said i'd sleep on the floor on the better mattress, its one thing less to throw when we move up north. I also root through the kitchen cupboards to see what we need and don't need. It means more boxing and more throwing out. We have a 2nd skip coming on monday i'm predicting to be honest in all we will need another skip after this one.

Yesterday after many years of promising, my mom showed me a picture of my twin sister. It is the only one she ever had of her. I didn't know what to think or feel, my mom always promised me when she felt I was ready she would show me what she looked like. It was a moment of deep thought part of me always wondered what she looked like. I was happy and sort of sad at the same time. Gee looked like Julia as a baby, was like looking at a double. I'm sad my sister never experienced the joy of life, but I know she passed so I could live we were always told I had the spirit and determination of two people not one, I guess she gave me her strength to keep fighting all these years. I'm still in deep thought about it all, I wish I could share that with Carl. I don't know if he remembers me ever saying I had a twin. It hasn't upset me seeing my twin Juila but I don't know what to think or feel about finally being showed. She looked perfect, I can still picture her black hair on her head.

In three days time it would also have been my parents 31st anniversary, and moving from this house means last remaining memory of any ties to Dad are gone. I'm feeling a little sad on that.

Someone is talking about me tonight I have hot ears, laughs oh well.

Also spoke to Carl last night for thirty minutes he sounded so happy to hear from me, he text me and perked right up when he heard my voice. He was being super mushy on phone last night and yahoo too before that. Really suprised with him lately. He had call while on phone to me and instead of turning off volume to me he left it running, sat chatting away and then eplained the convo to me once hung up. Was sat going why does he do that it's a first for me. After he said shall I tell them i'm busy at work so I can carry on talking to you, I really don't want to pick them up. He was asking me what to do, I went honey you pick them up as you'll feel guilty if you don't he said yeh that true...promised he'd text when he finished but never did. Mind you I was asleep within minutes of getting off the phone. Guess he knew I was tired

well that's all folks!!!!!!!!!!!