I am an optimist. I brought the boxes I got from Dude Mark on Tuesday into my apartment, and noticed a sharp moldy smell. I mentioned to The Librarian that if we could identify the box that was the source, we could let it go to the recycling. She pointed out that I had no reason to expect it was only one box. She’s right; but I held the hope that ridding ourselves of a solitary container would resolve the problem. Optimist.
I was going to use some specialty paper for my printer, which is conveniently on my bookcase… except it’s packed already. The boxes are marked, so I should be able to find what I need. I may regret leaving the last of the kitchen packing until tomorrow, but I’ve been glad to have everything at hand while cooking this week.
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Happy Birthday to The Librarian! I'm off to her party now...