It sounds like a title to a sad chick flick, but it’s just a sad day for Donna. Yesterday, the official last day that the pool is opened, it rained. I’m not talking a little drizzle. I’m talking RAIN! I woke up at 7:45am to what sounded like a hurricane outside. I shrieked, “NOOOOOOO!” in my bedroom all by myself (pathetic, huh?), and ran for the window. I couldn’t believe my eyes! Where did it come from? No one predicted this! It was seriously like a freakin’ typhoon. Sideways rain, wind to beat all, POURING!

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But me being the optimist, thought “It will pass”. No – come noon, it was still raining. Not pouring anymore, but raining nonetheless. By 2:00, it had slowed to a drizzle, and I packed my cooler and my pool bag (the optimist that I am) and I headed for the pool. Determined dammit to relax. I had spent all day Saturday and Sunday, while the weather was beautiful, SHOPPING (and I HATE shopping) and planning for this upcoming wedding reception with the plan to just sit and relax ALL DAY on Monday. No – the weather Gods had another plan for me. So I sat outside under the overhang and read and texted emails back and forth with my ex about the reception. But at least I was OUTSIDE.

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About 3:00, the rain stopped. No sun came out, but there was no more rain. So I went out to MY designated lounge chair, dried it off, and set myself up as if it were a beautiful, sunshiny day. People came by and were not at all surprised to see me. They stopped checking my temperature a long time ago. They KNOW what a diehard I am about being outside. It’s just what I DO.

So last night, after a group of us stacked all the chairs for the winter, the gate clanged shut one last time. And I stopped and said, “We need to have a moment of silence now.” They all cracked up!! I was serious. I am officially in mourning. Thank you and have a lovely day.

Now I must make cupcakes. I don’t know why. It’s the first day of school for kids around here, and even though I don’t have any kids in school. . . seeing school buses breaks out a mother thing that’s inexplicable. I have to do SOMETHING since I can’t go to the pool! I’ll let you know how they turn out.