For this move to succeed I’ll have to be a bit more effective and efficient in my packing. My first week: I think I’ve managed 2 boxes. The problem is detritus. Actually, the problem is my borderline-obsessive/compulsive need to organise every little item, and worse, to think about it carefully before doing so. So if I find a fruit-leather, or a rubber band, or (heaven forbid) printed material, I’ll have to maunder/ponder/peruse before finally sorting it into the appropriate pile. Give me a pile of paper clips, figure 5 minutes/clip, and it quickly adds up to a week of absolute unproductivity. Sweet. So passed my first week.

For Nazma, though, the adventure into (temporary) unemployment begins today, with a carefully deployed going-away-do downtown. How productive will we be now, given my penchant for sleeping-in, feeding off of her penchant for same, in a vicious cycle of comfyness?

Now the excitement begins!