Sunshine or Bust

This past weekend was jinxed, I knew it as soon as I got up on Friday morning. Saturday I woke up to rain once again. Determined not to let the rain get to my fun day with Peta in the nursery, I set out for Northey Street.

To begin the morning, my bus was late at the stop near my house. I walked to Woolloongabba station, about a 10 minute walk, to catch the 66 bus to the hospital that is near the farm. It was only then I realized it was Saturday and I had to take the 333 from the Cultural Center station instead. I hopped on the next bus to the city and managed to still make it to the farm about 10 minutes until 9 am.

I arrived before Peta so I sat near the kitchen, out of the rain. Time went by and I saw Murray, my supervisor, come to the farm. He asked me what I was doing and gave my Peta's number since she was nearly 30 minutes late at this point. With no answer from Peta, I waited until Murray left the farm around 10 am and walked back to the station in the rain.

Sunday's weather proved to be no different than Friday and Saturday. Upset about the rain and knowing I would not be much use in the markets on a rainy Sunday, I decided to stay home on with the hopes of a better weekend in my near future.