Under the Weather
The rain continues. The grey is darker, more charcoal really, and I am felling sick. No, not the twisted, unbalanced kind of sick (I know what your were thinking). This is the more socially acceptable form of sore throat, ache in the joints, grumpy disposition kind of sick that keeps the pharmaceutical companies in business. Lord knows, I’m doing my part.
My wife is doing her part too. She is equally sick and by logical deduction, equally sore throat, ache in joints, but most important - equally grumpy. We are quite the pair. It wouldn’t be bad if it was just grumpiness times two, but the mathematical reality of shared grumpiness is more of an equation involving grumpiness raised to the power of two.
So we are going to be miserable today. Yes it’s our choice. We could decide to “buck up” and be happy, but the misery goes so well with the rain. It would be a shame to waste it.
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