I thought moving from one end of town to the other would be lots easier than trekking halfway across the country.
But it turns out that a cross-town move is not exactly a walk in the park, either.
This is mostly due to the woefully incompetent painters, who set off an entire chain of minor and not-so-minor catastrophes that ultimately resulted in us postponing the move from Wednesday to yesterday and arranging for a rush job from a (far more competent) floor refinisher.
I consoled myself with these salted caramel Rice Krispies treats.
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