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Thursday, October 25, 2007

Denial

Denial is the only reason I can imagine that we thought we were anywhere near ready. I'm in a more than mild state of panic right now. A. goes to bed in 60-90 minutes, so only quiet things after that. And the packers show up between 8 and 10am tomorrow.
Posted by Jen at 4:56 PM
Labels: relocating

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