BOXing Match

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Oh, my aching body. I feel like I've been in a boxing match. Actually, I was -- a match against the boxes in the store room. It's a very slow time at work. In fact, we're taking a hiatus next month. As I don't have any administrative things to do right now, I've taken to rearranging the storage room. This, as it turns out, was quite a necessary job: I found five-year-old paint cans stored in there. I haven't found Amelia Earhart yet, but I'm only halfway through! Four days of moving boxes filled with books, supplies, books, paper, books, folders, and did I mention books has left me with some pretty sore muscles. Truth be told, however, I'm surprised how well I feel, given all the arthritis in my spine and neck. I'm glad I have three days to rest. If the weather cooperates (the remnants of Tropical Storm Cindy are coming through right now) I'll head to Indianapolis for a concert tonight. Then it'll be back to battling the boxes on Monday! Best song ever about boxing: