Although I’d love to pause and take the time
to create an adequate rhyme,
Alas, I must get on the road
to drive back to my own abode.
The piles surround me. I must go.
But, alas, I’m moving slow.
With a car to finish loading,
I’ve developed a sense of foreboding.
When I’m Skyped by my best friend,
I know my luck is at an end.
Yes, my planning most precise
would have turned out very nice
except for one fact I forgot.
Now in a time-crunch I am caught.
The cause of all my frantic ravings?
Forgot to switch to Daylight Savings!
It’s true. Mexico changes at a different time than the rest of North America. Although I thought I’d be checking out precisely at 11 a.m., it seems that the time will be noon. But, the fridge is cleaned, floor swept, Morrie precautions removed, except for his long lead that has rusted shut around the post. Oh woe. Bye for now. I’m off to the road.
The prompt today was “pause.”