Sometimes you need an outlet to let off steam and kicking your foot on a metal trash bin never ends well. A few days ago I was already trudging on home from what turned out to be a terrible day when a jeep drove through a huge puddle and literally soaked me from the chest down. I didn't scream, I just stood there in disbelief. Silently waving my hands up swearing inwardly I turned back to the jeep which had stopped at a red light. The driver, looked back in a bit of horror and probably silent amusement.
Defeated, I just turned on my heel and continued on my way...
Some days it's best to stay at home.
