What was I thinking?

I got home from work last week and went to go and get the mail. There was a card in there stating that there was a delivery attempt made for a package addressed to Jimmy and we could pick it up at the local post just a few blocks away. Trying to be helpful, I walked down to get the package. Now, just so you all know...Jimmy ordered a couple of things online. I obviously forgot about him ordering the 16 bottles of wine. Once I got to the post office, the lady looks at me and proceeds to ask if I have a car. I say no and her face is basically in shock. She then started talking about how heavy the box is so I pick it up to see...it was heavy but I was only holding it for a few seconds. I decided to sign for the package and take it home. It was going well until about 20 steps out of the post office where I was regretting my decision. I had to stop a few times along the way. Alright, more than a few...more like 10-15 because my arms were so tired! I finally made it home...sweating bullets mind you. Just to give you a picture of what 16 bottles of wine looks like here are a few pictures... Oh did I mention that the box started to break on the bottom after those 20 or so steps? I had to tell Jimmy what happened and he told me that I make him laugh. When he got home and actually saw the wine and the box that I carried he said the visual was better and he laughed again.