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Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Impeccable Timing

In two hours
I go to Columbia
to parallel park the minivan,
then climb stairs (again and again)
to clear one-half of a dorm room of stuff
and corral dust-bunny-pony-monsters. 
Then, I pay $4-plus to refuel, drive home and unload.
Where's Big Guy? Traveling.
How's the weather? Hot and humid with rain predicted.
Daisy will do at least half of the work. Unless, she sprains an ankle, or a wrist, or figures out Birdie needs "help" with homework as I cart stuff, and more stuff, into the basement. We will finish just in time to pick up Big Guy from the airport. Did you have a nice flight, dear?

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