Fantasies

[lea_hazel]

My fantasies are pitiful: Having a ground floor apartment (or as near as possible) would mean that I could get a market cart on wheels (like these). That in turn would mean I could buy things like fabric softener (!) and six-packs of root beer (!!) that are too heavy for me to carry up two flights of stairs. Exciting!

(Operation Don't Post About Calculus is entering its first phase.)