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Two crazy weeks are nearly over
Jul. 28th, 2023 11:03 pmTomorrow morning I have nothing to do and nowhere to be.
I can actually sleep in, have a leisurely breakfast, maybe go swimming, and still have time to tidy up the place a bit (chaos has sneaked in while I was not watching) before leaving for another summer party in the evening.
The work outing that I missed must have been fun, for a given value of. As, I would probably have enjoyed it. Up a steep hill in the rain, through a muddy cave (I know that place quite well), then down again. No cell phone reception, so when the bus drove to the wrong place to pick everyone up, no one could do anything about it but wait for the bus driver to notice (he did). Just as everyone was getting in the canoes it started to rain in earnest -- I had the same rain in the city, it was a very fine rain, no big drops, but a very great lot of it. One of the canoes capsized. In the beergarden, it was cold and damp.
No, really, this would have made me feel just like old times when I went hiking and camping and canoeing and bicycling with my friends, and we had about 40 words for rain.
But because it was my day off and I had somewhere else to be (a list of "somewhere elses"), I got rained on in town.
I can actually sleep in, have a leisurely breakfast, maybe go swimming, and still have time to tidy up the place a bit (chaos has sneaked in while I was not watching) before leaving for another summer party in the evening.
The work outing that I missed must have been fun, for a given value of. As, I would probably have enjoyed it. Up a steep hill in the rain, through a muddy cave (I know that place quite well), then down again. No cell phone reception, so when the bus drove to the wrong place to pick everyone up, no one could do anything about it but wait for the bus driver to notice (he did). Just as everyone was getting in the canoes it started to rain in earnest -- I had the same rain in the city, it was a very fine rain, no big drops, but a very great lot of it. One of the canoes capsized. In the beergarden, it was cold and damp.
No, really, this would have made me feel just like old times when I went hiking and camping and canoeing and bicycling with my friends, and we had about 40 words for rain.
But because it was my day off and I had somewhere else to be (a list of "somewhere elses"), I got rained on in town.
