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said_scarlett) wrote2008-08-10 03:17 pm
said_scarlett) wrote2008-08-10 03:17 pm
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A Brilliant Instance of Idiocy
I finished packing plushies and stuffed things, and was fretting over not being able to get more done. But, you know, lack of boxes.
I wandered into my workroom to see if I'd stashed any boxes in hidden corners in there, but no, they were all full of fabric. I stood there griping to myself for a while about all those boxes, and how they were already full, and damnit I needed boxes for my books and games and things like that.
And then, after far too long of circular thinking and devising elaborate, Scooby Doo-esque schemes....
I realized I can just pack my fabric in bags and free up all those boxes.
Oh, how I never see the obvious answers!
I wandered into my workroom to see if I'd stashed any boxes in hidden corners in there, but no, they were all full of fabric. I stood there griping to myself for a while about all those boxes, and how they were already full, and damnit I needed boxes for my books and games and things like that.
And then, after far too long of circular thinking and devising elaborate, Scooby Doo-esque schemes....
I realized I can just pack my fabric in bags and free up all those boxes.
Oh, how I never see the obvious answers!