I Like to Move It, Move It…

If you know me, you know I move just about every year. Not usually because I’m just dying to go through the rigamarole that is moving yet again – most of the time, extenuating circumstances throw a wrench into my “I’m going to die in this apartment” mentality. This time, it was my management company upping the rent by $100. Yep, let the packing begin!

However, Gatsby’s idea of packing and my idea of packing were…vastly different.

What...you need this bag?

What…you need this bag?

What...you need this paper?

What…you need this paper?

You wrap things in this stuff? Huh, I thought it was to chew on...

You wrap things in this stuff? Huh, I thought it was to chew on…

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