Just when the weather starts looking good it goes and rains.  I was just getting ready to mow the lawn and ‘wammo!’ got nailed with a rain drop in the eyeball.  So instead of mowing the lawn I will sit in my warm room and nuture my wounded eye. 
Some would call that ‘procrastination’.  I don’t.  I mean come on!  This rain drop falls out of this big huge sky and it could fall anywhere.  In the dirt even.  But no!  It targets my eyeball in an attempt to blind me for life.  This sucker had to have some serious homing capability! 

Okay, this really didn’t happen.  I just needed something to type about.  Plus I am ‘procrastinating’!