Laughing hysterically

Since, after I posted the previous lengthy blog (and really, go and read it first, if you've the time), I decided to check the weather once again. The weather forecast, which, 6 hours ago had been for hot and sunny and unseasonably so, for the next 14 days. Which now is hot and sunny, and unseasonably so, until next Friday (I aim to go home the following Monday). Next Friday is when the temperature drops below seasonal and the rain, yes the rain, is due to start.

You see, the thing about the curse is that no matter when I plan to go, until I make it official - book a reservation, make concrete plans with others, whatever, the forecast is always positive. But once I make my plans, last minute, or well in advance, as soon as I do, the weather changes. And I almost always pack up in the rain. As a matter of fact, Mr X just told a friend yesterday that not only do I do the best tarps (he's proud of his mama), but that the tarps are always the very last thing to come down, so we can pack up everything else and be mostly dry.

Serious laughter and giggles happening right now. Some disbelief, but not really...
And on that note, I'm off to bed.