Some Words

Just over five years ago, I moved in with my then girlfriend, now wife. At the time, my apartment was disorganized, and a cadre of friends descended on it while I was at work, threw stuff in bags and left those bags at the new place. I was partway through ripping my CDs to my hard drive. When I was grumpy about my CDs no longer being organized by whether I had ripped them or not, I was reminded that I hadn’t been sufficiently prepped for the move, hence the trash bags. Today, five years later (five years two months actually), I have finished ripping those CDs.