There is nothing harder on a woman than moving. For a man, it means signing a lease or something of that kind and perhaps hiring an expressman. But a woman has to see that her china is packed so that it won't break, see that her clothes are all properly packed in trunks, see that a thousand and one things are accommodated in boxes, see that everything is properly disposed of at the destination, see that closets and floors and woodwork and corners are cleaned. There isn't any fun in it at...
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