Sorting.
De-cluttering.
Chucking out.
Donating.
Painting.
Gardening
Garage sale selling.
Packing.
Telling the parents.
That's what's involved on this end of moving, from rural-ish New South Wales to Melbourne. 1000 kilometres away.
A place to live.
Unpacking.
A place to work.
A different life.
There definitely comes a point, when it's time to move on. Having lived in the coal-oriented Hunter Valley since I was a teenager, the itchy feet and desire for something different cannot be quietened anymore.
The sameness is stifling.