Packing
So this is my first secret blog post which will be published after I get home. Today is Sunday and it’s 49 hours until I come home. I am planning to arrive on Tuesday Night at commie dinner unannounced supprising everyone. I am really looking forward too it.
Though I don’t like the way too keep the secret I’ve ended up decieving people. The Friday I was planning on coming home seems to be rather inconvient for people, so I am glad I’m not coming home that day. It’s funny listening to people talk about the problems they will have with it being that day and knowing it’s not an issue but being able to say anything.
Today I started packing up all my stuff and hidding my other stuff away in cupboards so that people can come and stay in my room. I have got some fun presents for weddings and birthdays and stuff, I hope customs doesn’t stop me from taking them into Australia. It’s amazing how much fits into my suitcase. Packing makes my holiday home feel really real now, and I’m excited but still a little nervous. A holiday home is a strange concept. I think my trip is too short though :-(.