The hurrier you go

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So Saturday was lovely right up until 4 pm, at which point it started raining. I'd seen the clouds rolling in, so got my boxes under cover before it hit. Brandy, my neighbor, also packed up hurriedly, got everything out to the car where her husband was double-parked, through the showers, in ten minutes flat. There is of course no way I can pack up all my pottery in that amount of time.

At 4:15, the sun came out. By 4:20, the rain had stopped. By the time I started packing up the van at 5, everything, even my roof canopy, got in dry.

I feel there's a moral in here somewhere.