A shopoholic and subsequent Pack-o-mania

Hmm....itz been 5 weeks since I blogged. The last month was exciting, chaotic and hectic. Exciting because my bro and SIL were blessed with a baby girl on the 21st...exciting because I had another person to shop for....exciting because we were soon returning to India.
Why chaotic and hectic??? Here goes....
I was shopping, packing, cleaning, running last minute errands, finishing formalities etc the whole of March. I have always enjoyed shopping, the rest of the things were never a problem but packing was a nightmare, it will be a lil easy for you to imagine if you had an idea about how big a shopoholic I am. I kept buying things and packing them but failed to weigh. The last Saturday of our stay in Stuttgart, Shash and I woke up early and were all set to go out to do some (more) shopping. Just a few minutes before we had to leave, Shash insisted that we weigh the stuff we had. When we did so, it was a surprise that I or rather Shash :) didn't faint; the whole lot weighed 164 kilos (we had a 100 kg cargo limit). I just said that packing was a nightmare, but this is when I realized what a real nightmare is. I had already donated loads of stuff to Red Cross, now there was more....I had to unpack each and every bag and take out everything and decide what worldly stuff I really could do without ( Poor me - how I wished I hadn't shopped so much). Somehow, I managed to bring the weight down to 142 kilos, I sent 100 kilos by cargo, and squeezed some into our check-in and cabin bags ( which were also full) and left some behind for my good friend Priya to bring. I won't go into the details of the trouble we had at the airport because of excess baggage. But we managed to bring everything - now thatz what I would regard as a silver lining.
Now, sitting here and relaxing, a part of me feels that all the tension at the last minute was in a way fun.