Rainy day

With it comes the rainy day blahs. Not the blues, the blahs.

Woke up with no desire to do anything. Not unusual before coffee, but even with two cups on board, I still felt like doing nothing.

Gloomy, dreary, blah day. Even the pups weren’t interested in anything but dozing the day away.

The Curmudgeon spent the day being more curmudgeonly than usual.

Oh, how I long for a life on the beach where, even with rain, I can enjoy watching the waves.

fuck it

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About doggonedmysteries

Agented Mystery Writer, Bull Terrier owner --we have two, Avid gardener.

Posted on August 11, 2015, in My blog and tagged , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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