Last night was frantic. I had a meeting to promote an upcoming fundraiser for the Mediation Center, and robcelt was driving down to drop off boxes to me. The meeting ran late, and suddenly, mid-meeting, both Rob and Corb start calling me. Rob was lost in North Attleboro, and Corb wanted to know what time I was coming home. My cell phone ringer plays for a long time, and is loud (it plays Leopold Mozart's Toy Symphony), so everyone was looking at me. It must have happened five times. Very embarassing!
Anyway, we did a lot of packing last night, and thanks for the boxes, Robster!