We got away about an hour later than we had wanted to leave
for Florida. Then we were on the Hwy 401 about an hour
from home and Barb remembered that she had not packed her pickleball
skirts. She had wondered why the
suitcase was so empty. It was because
she not packed about a dozen skirts.
Barb was fit to be tied. So we
turned around and drove home for an hour and got the skirts and a coffee at Tim
Hortons and started out again for Florida
two hours later than we had wanted to leave.
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