Our. Elevator. Is. BROKEN!
On the day before we move, when it is 102 degrees out with 99.9 percent humidity, our elevator breaks. This morning we had to bring our books to the Post Office, which meant we had to carry 8 incredibly heavy (remember what a good packer I am?) boxes down four flights of stairs (OK, so down is much easier than up, and I really only carried 2 while Joe had to take 6). Still. It was annoying.
We saw the super and he swears it will be running by tomorrow morning, when we have to do the actual move. Then he laughed and said, "This is a record. It's never been down this long." Great.
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