Cold, Wet and Miserable
Yes, it's a very British thing to moan about the weather . But I'm going to do it anyway.
It has been MISERABLE here today. No other word for it. It has been raining all day on and off, and the barometers in my knees are telling me they're Not Happy . It's never really been truly light today and my plans to take photographs for new eBay listings have had to be put on hold because there hasn't been enough light.
I was out in the conservatory earlier on, tidying up my husband's donations to the Great Clearout Project (TM) and water was thundering down on the roof from truly leaden skies. The sight of the rain on the patio was very similar to the picture. Dismal. Later on, when Mr C returned from church, he was sopping wet just from walking down from the bus stop (1/4 mile).
I battled on nevertheless, completing the washing up of the dishes as well as two loads of laundry and drying. Upon sitting down to list at least some of the items for sale mid-afternoon, I realised that my knees were aching and my feet were cold.
My parents bought me a new pair of bedsocks (with polarbears on, of course) as part of my birthday present this year. These have now been applied to my feet, along with my Ugg boots, which are ugly as sin but are great for winter slippers on a laminate floor. I am now thus insulated from the cold and damp as best I can be. The fire is on, and supper is planned for around half an hour (UK GMT time presently 19:30).
Wine has been poured and things are looking up a bit.
Image Credit » https://pixabay.com/en/rain-floor-water-wet-drops-122691/ by Giuliamar