Today it was overcast and I went out to the store (to get milk)
-- without an umbrella
-- without my usual cap
-- without a jacket
-- in flipflops

Get there, it's thundering, but not a drop of rain.

Go in, get my milk, go through the check out ... it's pouring.

I've a few minutes to spare, so I wait just inside the store for it to calm down, which it does, somewhat.

I step outside -- renewed downpour.

Now my bus can show up any minute. So I remove the flip-flops (lightning over, so not worried) and cross the parking lot with thick, fast rain beating on me. I get completely soaked.

Get to the bus stop (sheltered) and start trying to dry my eyes, face, glasses, etc.................. The rain stops. Figures.

Wet bus stop, she's waiting. Yeah. For long enough that I could have waited to cross the parking lot... and stayed dry.

Then, and only then, the stupid bus shows up. Thank you, Murphy.
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As the air temp today is quite warm, being wet wasn't uncomfortable: actually, it was kind of invigorating! I looked very silly, but felt great.

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Used to be I had umbrellas stashed everywhere (one in office, one at home, one in each vehicle, and a few to spare). I was never unprepared.

But here, most of the rain here is piddly. There's not much heavy rain. As I don't travel in the car and have to carry everything with me everywhere, I feel encumbered by an umbrella, and don't bring one unless I am certain I need it. I routinely get a little bit wet, and I don't mind it... piddly rain makes piddly wetness, it dries, nothing to write home about.

However, about every 3-4 years, hehe... this happens. (There, you could say I wrote home about it.)

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