what the???
Sitting here, nice and warm, sun coming through the window, minding my business looking up recipes I can try out over the next few days for moving a friends house, and traveling to sydney next week. The next thing I know its PELTING down with horizontal rain, the sky looks like a sheet of platinum and I have an over powering urge to dive under my bed and hiss at the torrent falling from the sky.
I can handle the sky crying, but when she does the ugly cry and throws a tantrum... Well, I'm sure i've mentioned it before. me and slate grey skies and cold and wet don't go together. Its almost like a hidden switch that turns me from my normal angry self to a wibbling 5 year old that wants nothing more than to hibernate in a padded room with 5 litres of mulled port and a crate of tia maria timtams.
I guess it makes up for not getting PMS, or belies the evil feline DNA in me or something...
I can handle the sky crying, but when she does the ugly cry and throws a tantrum... Well, I'm sure i've mentioned it before. me and slate grey skies and cold and wet don't go together. Its almost like a hidden switch that turns me from my normal angry self to a wibbling 5 year old that wants nothing more than to hibernate in a padded room with 5 litres of mulled port and a crate of tia maria timtams.
I guess it makes up for not getting PMS, or belies the evil feline DNA in me or something...