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Packing? Bah!

Packing has started to creep back into my life again. I’m hoping to pick up a townhouse soon, which means I’ll be moving again, but not nearly as far as the last two times. It’s odd: I didn’t move for 20 years but this next move will be the fifth one – including temporary housing – in 11 years; the third in the last 12 months. Still, I can deal with that. What can’t I deal with?

No. More. Books. Ever.
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