We had eight (EIGHT!!!) inches of rain this month. Or maybe this Spring, total. Whatever it is, there was a lot of freaking rain.
Naturally, I feel like almost half of that occurred this week, the week we had all that topsoil spread so we could start seeding this weekend.
Mother Nature, you washed away all of our topsoil and I am ANGRY.
Looks like we'll be raking and spreading whatever is left ourselves on Sunday.
Because Saturday? We're beach-bound.
That, the fact that it is Friday, and the fact that I am pulling off wearing pants at work that I sometimes wear to sleep are providing me all the comfort in the world.
Literally. Comfiest. Pants. EV-AR.