Shooting myself in the foot
Looking at the forecast for tomorrow, I saw the chance of thunderstorms. Being as how every time I wait to mow the lawn and it rains, the lawn then grows two inches, I mowed the lawn.
It's fucking hot out there. Of course, this means that tomorrow will be blue skies all the way, and I'll have sweated my ass off for nothing. Then again, had I waited until tomorrow morning to mow, I would have awakened to pouring rain.
It's fucking hot out there. Of course, this means that tomorrow will be blue skies all the way, and I'll have sweated my ass off for nothing. Then again, had I waited until tomorrow morning to mow, I would have awakened to pouring rain.