Today ought to have been Saturday. Unfortunately, when I woke up, it turned out to be only Friday. Don't you hate it when that happens? It's one of those days, already. A day of things that just aren't working out as planned.
It's one of those days when there are at least 15 local shops giving out free coffee for National Coffee Day. Sounds wonderful. But, as it turns out, I won't be going out at all this morning to collect my 15 free cups.
It's the day that the local paper announced we are in drought conditions, so no outdoor watering of those brown spots starting to show up on your lawn. However, since the forecast for the next four days is rain, rain, rain and rain, you won't need to water.
I will be going out this afternoon. Later, when there's no free coffee but lots of rain.
I don't mind rain, really. It's usually a good excuse to get lots of work done, there's all kinds of atmosphere and lovely drippy sounds all around and coffee tastes better when its warmth and comfort is in sharp contrast to a dreary, raw day. It would have been even better if it were free, but let's not relive that tragedy again.
Overall, I think it ought to have been Saturday. Of course, the children would be home if it were Saturday and so I wouldn't have this time to sit here and whine about not getting free coffee.
It's just one of those days.