"It isn�t all going to fit!" I wailed in frustration. "It�s impossible!"
He was getting frustrated too. I knew my petulant declarations wouldn�t solve any problems; that they would perhaps CAUSE problems, yet I couldn�t help continuing.
"That�s why I wanted to put everything in the truck yesterday! I wanted to know how much would fit, so we wouldn�t HAVE this problem, now that there�s no other way to get anything else down there!"
"Well, we just won�t take all of it!" he replied gruffly, grabbing for one of his potted plants, sitting in the truck�s bed. "This can stay!"