Packing Up | Microfiction

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Hairbrush, makeup, phone charger, laptop and… that’s about it.

I never understand why people think moving house is so hard. Just chuck your stuff in a bag and get a shift on. Easy-peasy.

Sure, moving the bag is a little more difficult, I’ll give you that. A bag that can carry everything you own isn’t exactly going to be light as a feather, but I move around so often that I’m used to it. I’m like the Hulk of home removals, I guess. I sling the bag over my shoulder and sprint on down to the new place like it’s nothing. Seriously, I don’t know why folks make such a fuss.

Oh, I almost forgot the cat. He can go right on the top. It’s lucky I packed the washing machine and the fridge first or he’d have been flat as a pancake, poor guy.

I’m telling you, moving house is a breeze when you’ve got yourself an authentic Marry Poppins bag.

Stories that Sing

I write one new story each week inspired by a random song from my Spotify library. This week it was ‘I’m Bound to Pack It Up’ by The White Stripes.

I saw Jack White live last week and he played a few classic White Stripes songs throughout his set which was incredible. I’ve seen him play solo in the past, and also as part of The Raconteurs and The Dead Weather (can you tell I’m an intense Jack White fangirl?!), but I never got to see him play with the lovely Meg White as The White Stripes. Hearing him play the likes of ‘Seven Nation Army’ and ‘We’re Going to Be Friends’ made my inner teenager very happy indeed.

If you are uninitiated to all things Jack White and have no idea what I’m rambling about, I apologise and also urge you to listen to his entire catalogue of music immediately 😉

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