The only thing that could possibly be more irritating than putting your wash on the line to dry, only to observe a coming storm roughly fifteen minutes later; would be to remember in the middle of the storm that the laundry is on the line.
Thank heaven’s I was able to take it down…but here’s the rub:
It didn’t rain.
The storm hopped right over us. Talk about irritating. I run back outside (after checking the Weather Channel online, of course!) and begin re-hanging the wash.
And then it starts to sprinkle.
I hung it up anyway.
This weather is driving me nuts…