My little writing on self-service moving
I was in way over my head, in spite of my years of sorority training at Target. I walked past trash cans that looked like frogs, collapsible laundry twirlers, acrylic boxes for paper clips. I started to panic and get disoriented. TOO MANY CHOICES! Where is that self storage expert? Do you think he has some smelling salts? In the end, I walked out with 3 medium linen baskets for toys. I have not been back since.