A question...what is the last thing you would feel like doing after flying back from a week in London...arriving home with an almighty hangover from the flight...and with work scheduled all weekend? Does moving apartments sound like a possible winner...?So the only thing more stupid than accidentally scheduling our move date the weekend of our return...was purposely scheduling our move date the weekend of our return...and thinking this was a good idea at the time. We figured that we would already be packed...we were moving to an apartment in the same complex...and really...we don't have that much stuff after all?? Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! After 8 hours of trips back and forth with our contents (with one trip solely devoted to Jennifer's shoe collection)...the apartment looked exactly the same as when we started...and thus we climbed into bed at the end of the most unsatisfying day of labor imaginable. The next day was slightly more bearable...with the furniture finally moving with the help of some free labor...and our new apartment taking shape. By late Sunday night it was done...we were nearly dead...and the only thing left to do was to once again reminisce about the fact we arrived in South Bend...one year ago...with only a car load of belongings. This was indeed an impressive lesson in the art of material accumulation!
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