While Packing

So I'm finally to that super fun part of moving that actually consists of boxing and/or bagging up everything you own with some semblance of organization so you can piece it all together when you get to the new place.

I'm trying to get most of the kitchen knocked out tonight. Fair enough, I'd say I'm at about 60% right now.

And I'm packing up my dry food products, pasta, sugar, cereal, etc., when I notice a small blue and yellow box at the very back of my cupboard wedged between the rice wine vinegar and the Pam cooking spray. I peer inside, suspecting I already know the answer, but unwilling to believe ....


THERA-FLU?!!?

Are you fucking kidding me? I had four amazing packets of Thera-Flu sitting in my house the entire week I was sick and I couldn't even manage to stumble to the Quickie Mart until Wednesday.

I am slowly turning into my father. Goddamn it.