I have snow flurries outside my window.
The drainfield for the new house is supposed to be installed today. But it can't be if it's wet.
And now the snow flurries. That two day ago it was 85 degrees F. is only irony at this point. There are freakin' snow flurries outside and if they get worse the drainfield gets put off again.
Again.
(Sisiggy puts her head on her desk. She pounds the surface with her fists and weeps uncontrollably.)
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Hell's bells! I am, despite my previous (snide) comments and such, genuinely sympathetic.
There, there. (She pats you on the back and looks sympathetic.)
It can't decide what it wants to do here in Idaho, either--snow again today, after only a few tantalizing peeps at the spring sun. March and her fickle heart!
I feel your pain...
Same thing here. Beautiful weather all week, the block guy was coming yesterday. The temperatures promptly hurled down into the teens.
I know it's a little late for this advice, but "BEWARE THE IDES OF MARCH!!!"
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