Today I was home prepping for my very long week and coming weekend. With an assignment due for class, extra long work days all this week and my mid-term all happening in the next 10 days, my plate is very full.
As I puttered and dealt with my chores, the weather was as fickle as my mood. First thing this morning, it was sunny, bright and humid. By the time I was home from picking up groceries, the sky was darkening. Before I knew it, the sky had opened up and there was a heavy downpour. Within moments, they sky was clear yet again, the sun out and drying up the puddles.
An hour or so later, it happened all over again. This time, the tennis courts across the street from me were filled with players. Instead of running from the downpour, each of the four courts of players simply kept on playing! I was shocked, but I smiled knowing that I’d likely do the same if I were on the court. They laughed, they giggled, one even hooted into the rain. What fun it was to watch and a great way to break up my day.
Strangely enough, this happened two more times today. What a strange fickle day of weather, but it was entertaining. It almost made up for being stuck inside all day working.
Moments puttering and prepping.
Moments enjoying the weather.
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