Things working out better/worse than expected
+ Yesterday was ladysprite's annual apple-picking outing. I'd been iffy about attending, given how wedding-busy we've been, and the weather as of Saturday evening looked dreadful. But it seemed more plausible on Sunday morning, so I gave it a shot.
Turned out to be an absolutely *fabulous* day for it, possibly the nicest weather we've had in a number of years of doing that. Driving out was almost surreal: grey and drizzly for the first half-hour, but then a knife-sharp line across the sky and crystal-clear blue after that. So I got some social, and a small bag of apples, and a lovely morning out.
So there, weather.com: she clearly bribes better deities than you do.
- During lunch, I noticed at one point that I was slightly sniffy and scratchy, but didn't pay it much mind: Kate's allergies have been completely terrible for the past couple of weeks, and I figured I was having a bit of the same.
Not so much. On the drive home, I went from "I feel slightly sniffly" to "OMG, I must lie down now". Over the following hour, my sniffles bloomed into a right proper, knock me on my ass headcold. Doesn't seem to be anything more serious than that, but I'm a complete zombie today. At this point, my highest priority is to get mostly better before the second half of the week, when it becomes majorly inconvenient...
Turned out to be an absolutely *fabulous* day for it, possibly the nicest weather we've had in a number of years of doing that. Driving out was almost surreal: grey and drizzly for the first half-hour, but then a knife-sharp line across the sky and crystal-clear blue after that. So I got some social, and a small bag of apples, and a lovely morning out.
So there, weather.com: she clearly bribes better deities than you do.
- During lunch, I noticed at one point that I was slightly sniffy and scratchy, but didn't pay it much mind: Kate's allergies have been completely terrible for the past couple of weeks, and I figured I was having a bit of the same.
Not so much. On the drive home, I went from "I feel slightly sniffly" to "OMG, I must lie down now". Over the following hour, my sniffles bloomed into a right proper, knock me on my ass headcold. Doesn't seem to be anything more serious than that, but I'm a complete zombie today. At this point, my highest priority is to get mostly better before the second half of the week, when it becomes majorly inconvenient...