Shapes and patterns

 On the way home, I called in at a client's house to pick up porcelain for the next auction (and the one after, as it's more than I can put for one person in one sale).  He'd said that it was already packed in boxes, which pleased me as it would save a lot of time.  When I arrived, I saw the boxes.  They were enormous.  No chance of getting any in the boot.  I put the passenger seat as far forward as possible (two door car) and then tipped it forward and it was very hard for him to get two of them in.  The third went next to me, which was okay except that I couldn't see out of the wing mirror, which one uses a lot on the motorway, so I had to plan changes of lane very carefully.  Then I couldn't get the boxes out, when I arrived home and had to leave them overnight and then unpack the boxes in situ.

I had asked, hopefully, if he had a list.  No.  So I'm having to list them all myself.  To start with, it's all polychrome and there are 22 teapots with covers.  D came over to help unpack.  When I pack anything with a lid, I wrap both items in bubble wrap and then tuck the cover upside-down in the pot.  This hadn't been done.  So we spent some time trying to match up pots with covers, before realising that most of the pieces did have numbers on.  

Anyway, I should have spent a couple of hours typing every day this week.   I didn't.  Partly, this was because I spent Sunday and Monday with my artistic friend and partly because yesterday was hot and sunny and I couldn't be bothered.  Of course, I regretted it today.  I've not quite got halfway through them - I had to write full descriptions, especially of all those teapots and I checked them for damage too.  My eyes were protesting too much by 6.30.  I took vegetable curry out of the freezer and heated it in the microwave for dinner.

This year is the year of the migraine for me.  10 already, including 5 this month and 2 yesterday.  I'm pretty fed up with it.  Can't see things getting less stressful though.