The packing continues

And god is it boring. This morning I've filled 2 boxes and packed my sewing machine away. I have more to do, and I think dad wants me to do a tip run before I go gaming tonight. I may just shove it in the car and do it in the morning.

I just made double chocolate muffins, and they are excellent. Definitely better warm, when they're still slightly gooey in the middle, and the white chocolate lumps are still melty. Omnom.

I really wish that we would have a thunder storm. The pressure and humidity are building and building, and then it'll drizzle a bit, but not actually storm, and it's doing my head in (literally, I spent most of yesterday with a killer headache that painkillers were not touching), and while I'm enjoying the heat, everyone else I know is complaining bitterly. I know an awful lot of nocturnal, sun hating people.

I found a bunch of old photos of mum earlier, from before she got married, and the day of the wedding. She was really quite a stunning looking woman (and the photos with my dad in, with an uber-bushy beard are hilarious).

And now I should be back to the packing. If I've not made visible headway, there will be trouble.