This is the worst part of moving

We signed the lease this morning, so I guess we really are moving. Next weekend. So I've started the packing process, which is to say, I pulled out the box where papers and official letters and things accumulate, and started throwing out the rubbish. As usual, I can't bring myself to throw out a single old notebook or sketchpad (there's one that contains fic in fandoms from Harry Potter through to Doctor Who! It's like my own personal fannish archaeology!) I think I'm going to put them all neatly in an archive box and find a nice, safe, out of the way place for them.

This is a problem that comes up every time I move.



Judging by the hair and clothes, I drew that in 2007, when I was packing for the move to Melbourne. Who knows what else will turn up?