Every time there seems to be a day off in my future, its like the gods of mother nature gather in a small group to plot against me.
You have Tuesday off? Perfect!--TEN INCHES OF SNOW+RAIN AND SLEET!
Rinse and repeat.
I want the sun and trees covered in lovely shades of green.
On days such as those, days off were rich in beauty and believe it or not--I didn't think of work!
On days such as these, I bore myself.
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