I am so sick of rain! I think we're on something like our fourth day of grey, drenching nastiness. I'm bordering on depressed. I have to force Reba outside to do her business.
Oh no. I just looked at the extended forecast. We have a minimum of a 40% chance of thunderstorms until at least NEXT Monday -- as in NINE FRACKING MORE DAYS OF RAIN.
I don't think I can handle it. Please send chocolate and banana bread and chocolate chip cookies and money for milk and a new rain poncho (my current one is starting to tear).
::head bangs desk::
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I have a morning ritual now. I open my eyes, raise my hands, and check to see whether I have evolved gills over night. Its definitely the monsoon season!
I hear you. I'm thinking of temporarily trading my chair in for a flat-bottom swamp boat.
Sounds like you need an Ark more than a poncho!
Today I thought my patio was going to flood. The rain was coming down so hard, and the ground is so saturated that the water really has nowhere to go.
I have a bumper crop of fungus growing in my yard. I'm charging my camera battery tonight so I can take photos tomorrow.
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