It has been raining non-stop for over a week now. I’m not kidding. It’s possible we may have been granted the occasional break in cloud cover, but not for long. Mostly, it’s been a variation between grey and drizzly or grey and pouring down sheets of rain. I’m trying to remember the last time I actually saw the sun, but am having a difficult time doing so. The weather has been dreary and abysmal for so long, I’m beginning to forget what it’s like to feel the sun on my face. It’s supposed to be spring, but all we’re getting is constant wet, and this weather is taking its toll on everyone. We’re growing grumpy, claustrophobic, and restless.
Today, a few of us girls couldn’t take being shut-in any longer, so we made the two-hour trek down the coast to the Byron Bay markets, hoping for a slight reprieve from the rain. No such luck. We arrived to find ourselves in a torrential downpour so persistently vindictive that it had shut down the markets for the day. We were crushed. We stuck around to browse the shops around town, but just ended up feeling like drown rats. Yuck! As much as I enjoy shopping, it’s tough to have fun while being accosted by raindrops the size of marbles. This weather sure knows how to suck the pleasure out of everything. So, I’m back to taking shelter in my apartment, watching the rain put a damper on the outside world. I’m trying to stay positive by dreaming of better weather, but the forecast doesn’t look too promising. Bummer.
So we don't have as much rain, but it's yucky and overcast here. And ours is the harbinger for winter, not summer, so at least you have that going for you.
ReplyDeleteVery true. I'm just hoping that summer decides to arrive sooner, rather than later!
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