When you’re as busy as I am with the things I am busy with, you do what you’ve gotta do to make things work.
So if you really need to transport a bookshelf up to your new house–and you have to do it before the craziness (really) begins…
You stuff it into your car, thankful that you have a trunk that expands into the backseat. When it doesn’t quite fit, you scoot your seat up and sit with your back at an acute angle for the hour and a half drive north and west.
You gotta do what you gotta do.