You would of thought that at the point of making my breakfast and dropping a tub of sour cream on the floor, the packaging splitting and ending up with sour cream all over the place, I would of just gone back to bed.
You would think but no, the day seem to slowly but inevitably go down hill with one frustrating job after another till I hop of the bus, on the way home and the heavens opening and the rain just poured down.
The torrential rain lasted only to my front door.
Well the day is over now, I'm in bed.
Tomorrow has to be better, right?
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