"All mankind is divided into three classes: those that are immovable, those that are movable, and those that move."
Benjamin Franklin (1706-1790)
I am more often in Class 1 than Class 2, but this week, for once, I shall be in Class 3. Oooh, the excitement!
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Good luck with the move, Froog. Here's hoping for a fast and unfettered internet connection.
Well, it won't be fast. And it is up to me to cast off the fetters.
First I move. Then I get a VPN. You've got to have a system.
The packing is killing me...
Yes, the packing. Every now and then, in a fit of discontentment, The Missus makes noises about our house being perhaps just a bit too large for us. I reply with noises about the last time we packed/unpacked, and that pretty much draws the conversation to a close.
Some genius of topology really needs to explain for the rest of us why Objects X, Y, and Z -- stacked in such a nice neat cuboid shape on the shelf -- suddenly require three separate boxes each the size of the original compound object, simply because you've announced a change of address. The spitefulness of inanimate objects.
The Spitefulness of Inanimate Objects really ought to be the title of a book. Perhaps by Kundera...
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