Took a little nap, and when I awoke, I noticed the recycling had finally been picked up. My large blue bin was in the middle of the street. Since it was not raining at the moment, I put on my plastic gardening clogs and slogged out through the swampy yard to bring in the bins.
Just as I started back with the bins, it began to drizzle. By the time I’d taken three steps, the drizzle became a downpour. As I slowly trudge back to the house, both bins in tow, I noticed a neighbor sitting on his porch, likely debating whether it was a good time to bring in his bins. He waved and went back inside, since I answered that question for him. 🤣