No…More…Boxes

Not only am I moving across the country, but my current work is moving too; across the city that is.  Between the packing tape, boxes and permenant markers at my job, when I get home at night I want nothing more than for all the cardboard boxes to have disappeared from my tiny studio apartment.  But they haven’t.

Alex and I have been packing feverishly the past couple of days and I seriously want nothing more to do with it.  Alex owns his condo and has lived there for six years; me on the other hand, has been renting for the past few years so I’ve slimmed doing my belongings.  But I still have more than I’d like.  Goodwill here we come!

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