About Nothing

There was no sun until almost sunset today. Well, the sun was there, but behind clouds. If there'd been no sun it would have been because the planet had stopped revolving and the bright side would probably be burnt to a crisp by now, and I'd probably be frozen. I guess I should be grateful that no such thing happened. But I'm a bit irritated that it was laundry day and I didn't get to sun dry any of it. I like to see fresh laundry bellying in an afternoon breeze. Maybe by next laundry day the sun will be shining again.

Other than the clouds hiding the sun most of the day nothing much happened. Most likely nothing much will happen tomorrow either. It's summer doldrums without summer.