:: Tuesday, April 19, 2005 :: Holy crap. I don't have enough boxes.
I do, however, have a moving company and elevators booked. Look how organized I am!
I am not panicking. I am calmly eating a tropical corn flake krispy (my own creation) and planning on visiting Zellers shortly.
I am poised. I am the picture of grace under pressure.
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We live in a world bereft of boxes. Save one; and I have it.
I live across the street from a mall with a Zellers and a grocery store, and all I came home with was ONE box and that one only because I harassed a lady in the middle of the store as she was stocking shelves.
What a sad, box-poor country we are!
And then a man in my building came to the rescue and offered me 4 boxes that he happened to have in his truck! My hero!
