It's just one of those days. Grey sky, pouring rain, warm enough to not be wearing a proper winter coat and cold enough to make you utterly miserable.
Don't get me wrong, I think rain is very romantic and dreary skies sometimes make me feel like Catherine from Wuthering Heights. But when you get caught in a torrential downpour with armfuls of groceries the fantasy just Poof! disappears.
My advice? Tuck into the local diner and wait it out.
With coffee and bacon.
That didn't take too long, now did it.
All dry, all happy. Until the afternoon rolls around and you have to stare down Turbo Tax.
The cruelest month, indeed.
Don't get me wrong, I think rain is very romantic and dreary skies sometimes make me feel like Catherine from Wuthering Heights. But when you get caught in a torrential downpour with armfuls of groceries the fantasy just Poof! disappears.My advice? Tuck into the local diner and wait it out.
With coffee and bacon.
That didn't take too long, now did it.
All dry, all happy. Until the afternoon rolls around and you have to stare down Turbo Tax.The cruelest month, indeed.
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