So I fly on tuesday. The moving men come monday, the cats go sunday, visa to be picked up tomorrow, same leaving drinks with work. I am packing as fast as I can, but there just seems to still be stuff EVERYWHERE.
Danes don't seem very helpful (apart from you Doc ) and rather shy away from offering to help. So I am all alone packing, doing paperwork, still working from home, and a little tiny bit stressed out. I'm gonna need that drink on friday!
One of my friends told me the other day he was also fed up with selfish Danes. He even thinks I won't come "home" again...
Right now I'm so tired and everything seems a mess... I'm about to drive to my friends house with the contents of my freezer, and then go say goodbye to my language school. Oh no i forgot to pick up the dollars I ordered! Tomorrow I guess!!!
This is crazy. Moving life in one week. At the moment I don't recommend it!