This week I love empty boxes...
Yes, as a child an empty box brought hours upon hours of entertainment. They were nests, covered wagons, space ships, cars, and many other things, but even as an adult I can enjoy an empty box. Mostly, this is because right now, and empty box signifies progress. Yep, after moving almost two weeks ago (has it been that long already?) we have already emptied several boxes. Pretty much all that's left is the boxes full of books. Now, if only we had shelves to put them on...
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