In August 2007 I packed up and moved to Maine, a state whose license plate identifies it as Vacationland. I'm now surrounded by signs that say CAUTION: MOOSE IN ROADWAY and 20-foot lobster statues. Oddly enough, this is also the second state I've lived in that claims to be the birthplace of Paul Bunyan. Coincidence? I think not.
Monday, November 10, 2008
The Packing Continues, and So Does the Loud Music
Today, another packing breakdown. I just want to give up. All I want to do is go to bed. All I want to do is sleep until... well, until other people have swept through my apartment and moved all of my belongings--including my bed, with me on it--to the new place.