It's time ...

The packing is almost all done. The half empty house looks eerie without the pens and papers strewn on the floor, without children's toys at the corners, or newspaper and books on the table top and chairs. The house feels empty without the smell of home cook meal, or the smell of the dog.

I am not sure if it was the flu, or just being tired after all the packing, cleaning, throwing away; but at the end of the day, we were all depressed.

Well, this is probably my last blog before I terminate the internet service tomorrow - until I reconnect at the other end.

Keep in touch.

PS. I still miss the dog ...