It took three staff, eleven boxes and two hours to get my stuff out of the building and into my car. Snowflakes were falling - the big, flakey kind, that makes you stop and look up. I looked up and saw my best work friend (we'll call her Lola for short) walking towards me from her car in disbelief and oh-my-gawd-ness. I was so mad, Lola was so sad, and the snow was so damned insistent on being a part of this scene. And that is how a Tuesday in March started for me.
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