I'm hiding from the boxes in my apartment that are trying to eat me. I have found a nice quiet corner in the new Starbucks on Fullerton Avenue near Racine. It began with only a couple of people and slowly the toddlers are infiltrating the joint. What is better? Noisy toddlers? Or the racket in my head telling me to get to work?
My car is full of boxes and tonight the strangers who have stepped up to take some furniture off my hands will begin to parade into my apartment. I've managed to sell a couple of things too, which I guess will help fill up the UHaul with gas on Friday.
OK, the boxes win. I can't take these toddlers anymore.
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