You Underestimate the Power of . . .

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Packing. I thought I’d be done by 9. I finished at about 12:30 in the morning. I can think of few things I have enjoyed less. Honestly–packing is probably one of the forms of torture most feared in warfare. I’m exhausted. And I don’t have room for the extra couch OR the free washer and dryer my brother was going to give me. And I have no television anymore. If it didn’t fit, I left it. Anyway, it’s time for me to go to sleep. Night all.

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