Just started the laundry.
(these things still have to be done, even when you're struggling to refrain from coughing up a lung. Or the other half of your thyroid...)
But, since I've been up this morning, I've noticed the clouds gathering.
They were doing that yesterday, but nothing came of it.
So, as the first load goes through the rinse cycle, I'm checking the weather forecast, and it looks like they're giving us a 30% chance of showers.
I think I'll put the clothes out on the line anyway.
Gamble a bit.
Live life on the edge.
I'm so out there.
A real risk taker.
What a rush.
'Course, that could just be the brandy talking...
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We won't be buying lottery tickets today, then.
(this update brought to you by raindrops on roses... or dandelions as the case may be)