30 April 2012

121/366 wet shoes

I did a bunch of yard work yesterday—pulling weeds, prepping garden beds, planting seeds. By the time I finished, my work shoes were caked with mud. It was a sunny day, so I left them out on the deck to dry. (It makes the mud easier to get off.) I promptly forgot about them.

When I woke up this morning and opened the curtains, I realized that I had left them out overnight, and that it had, in fact, rained overnight. Now I have muddy, soaking wet shoes. 

Darn. I guess that means no more yard work for me until they dry.