2 days to go

2 days to go. Old job finished. Leaving drinks had. (Twice.) Boxes everywhere, half of them empty. Kitchen and my half of the bedroom left to pack.

Then, homelessness in Paris awaits! Hopefully, we will find a perfect flat on the first day, and then the rest of the week will be easy and like being on holiday... Realistically, I predict a lot of traipsing around Paris dispiritedly looking at grotty places we don't want to live in. (I know. Woe is me, having to flat hunt in Paris. I can feel the waves of sympathy from here.)