It rained this morning. It was coming down pretty hard. I dropped my (cloth) mask on the wet driveway before getting in the car and that made me mad. I had to get one of those stupid disposable masks, which I hate. Then when we got to school, my water bottle fell out of my bag and rolled under the car. I couldn't even see where it went, but my dad got it out. I'm not having it this morning.
I despise getting rained on with a passion. And the rain likes to come at different angles, so I have to tilt my umbrella. My backpack ends up getting wet either way.
