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Having Alex pack everything that we were bringing to our new home was a whole lot more efficient than us doing it together, but that also meant me having to let go of about seventy percent of my own belongings because according to him, I don't need multiple pieces of the same thing when in fact, I do. I tried arguing with him, but he said it wouldn't fit inside the house so we had to compromise with me only having two of the same things.

'We can wash it,' he said. Yeah, we can, but the quality will not last long. Now I'm banished into the backyard with the dogs because I wouldn't stop annoying Alex with the packing. He has somehow reduced a good chunk of the house into one moving truckload. All in three days. Alex came to the garden to ask to double-check if there is still anything that I wish to bring.

"You're going to say no anyway. You're going to be like,' that won't fit in the new house', 'you already have ten of those, just take one', and 'I've hated that thing ever since I lai