Sometimes It Just Takes Me A Minute

Yesterday I bought a very large and heavy box containing ten reams of copy paper for the church office. I nearly reinstated my 1981 hernia as I heaved the box into my trunk.

Today's task was clearly getting the box from the trunk to the office. Premonitions of chiropractic visits plagued me. I parked close, contemplated bugging the resident contractors, but finally decided that my best hope was a dolly. I was walking across the church campus to ask a trustee where I might find one, when a sudden thought u-turned me in my tracks.

Open the box.

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