I hate days like this. I went out this morning in light rain but by the end of the first job it was chucking it down. As soon as I got in the van, the rain then eased so I start the next job. The heavens open again, but I finish just as it eases off.. So I start the next one and so it goes on. Eventually I get drenched and go home, but no sooner do I sit down with a coffee than it stops raining.
So now I am sat here thinking, shall I go out?

I get these feelings of guilt about not working when I could be. Grr..