No, I’m not skipping ahead to the R entry of the A-to-Z challenge. I’m just bitching about the rain.
It’s a monsoon out there and it’s preventing me from:
- Taking a walk
- Going shopping
- Tidying up the garden
- Planting more things in the newly tidied garden
- …ummm. Ok I guess that’s it, but I WAS planning on doing all of those things this weekend and now I’m just lazing around the house reading about kombucha and tendinitis on the Internet, playing Gummy Drop, and eating too much.
Mr Tater is unfazed by the rain as he has dedicated the weekend to making travel plans for the annual Mrs Tater Birthday Trip Extravaganza, so he was planning to plant himself I n front of the computer anyway. Current front runners are walking in the Peak District and lazing on a beach in Vietnam.
Ned is unfazed by the rain as he knows that he can co mute in and out as much as he wants and will be dried off with a fuzzy towel every time he comes back in.
I alone am fazed. SO VERY FAZED.