Not long after Tim and I got married, we were in need of paper. See, I was still in college and needed some paper to print out my reports, projects, etc., not to mention the other random needs one has for a sheet of paper. Well, we had a membership to Sam's Club, so on one of my visits, I thought, "Hey, I'll just pick up some paper while I'm here." So, I proceeded to put some paper in my cart.
I'll bet you're imagining me putting a ream or maybe a package containing a couple of reams of paper into my cart. Oh, you would be wrong, dreadfully wrong. I got a Sam's Club size BOX of paper--a BOX I could barely lift!
I brought my BOX (I have to capitalize it to emphasize how BIG it was) home, so proud of myself for having completed my errand. Tim got home and was aghast at the amount of paper I had just purchased.
Well, this BOX of paper has been through our entire 7 plus years of marriage so far. It has lived in four different homes with us, including a trip across the country. It served me well in my last year of college and now serves Tommy in his school activities.
Sadly, this reliable source of paper will soon be coming to an end. We've faithfully used it, sheet by sheet until now, of our BOX of paper, only one ream remains.

Dear BOX of paper, I bid you farewell.










