I am giving serious thought to microwaving my pants.
I choose to believe the forecast the morning when it said “light rain stopping in the afternoon”. Unfortunately, “light rain” was code for “torrential, icy downpour” and “stopping in the afternoon” seems to mean “build the ark while you can”. I am wet. My pants are soaked through, and I’m leaving puddles wherever I walk. This is uncomfortable and doing little to better my mood. Boo, rain.
In other news, I am completely exhausted and a little burnt out. I am looking forward to the long weekend – hell, right now I’m looking forward to 5pm so I can go home and crawl back into bed. I like The Lab, but I *really* don’t want to be here right now.