The powers that be are re-organizing the cube farm here at work. I have to pack up everything in my "office" because it is being enlarged, from 8'x10' to 10'x10', and moved two feet north of its current location. It's a madhouse here. I've got more gew-gaws and electronic equipment in here than Dr. Frankenstein's laboratory. My cube is full of boxes. I've "boxed" myself in. I feel like Fortunato in "The Cask of Amontillado." People with allergies are snorting and sneezing their heads off. Guys with ladders are popping the drop ceiling and pulling network cable. Paperwork is flying. I'm about to shut down my computer. I hope I find everything when they put all this junk back into my "new" cube, two feet north of this location. More, if I survive. Wish me luck.