Just Why?

This weekend, they had a plan. It was Summer time and what was better than a trip to the beach during the warm season?

Mary and her friends had very few opportunities to get together for some fun. Adult life meant you needed to work in order to earn money to have that fun. Which meant schedules clashed or everyone was too tired to go out just for drinks.

This weekend, the stars were aligning and all three of them had the time off. While it was true that they were not huge fans of the sun, the weather called for clear skies and that meant the beach was the place to be. 

Mary had spend the previous night packing her beach bag, making sure not to forget sunscreen and her hat. She would wear her swimmers under her sundress and her towel would also be in the bag. The bag had small pockets for her wallet and keys, as well as any other small personal items she would be taking. A change of underwear and a drink bottle all packed meant she was ready for the Saturday ahead.

She woke up refreshed and excited for a chance to get out of the house with her friends and have some fun.

It was as she was brushing her teeth that she realised how dark it appeared to be for eight o'clock in the morning. She spat out her toothpaste and rinsed her mouth before heading back into her bedroom to look out the window.

She wanted to cry. The weather had been true for the last few days with clear skies and warm temperatures. However, today found her thinking, not for the first time, how wrong the weather forecast had been.

Sure enough, it appeared darker in her room this morning because the sun was hidden behind dark clouds as the rain poured down from the sky. Why did the unpredictable weather have to choose today to be so wrong?

Beach day no more.

Prompt: You look out the window and, not for the first time, thought about how wrong the weather forecast had been (Prompt curtesy of ReedsyPrompts)

As someone who lives in South-East Queensland, unpredictable weather is our chalk and cheese. In my 30 years of living, I've lost count of the amount of times the weather has ruined plans. 

I also saw this prompt about writing an opinion piece on the latest news, so I decided to look up what was going on. As usual, I realised why I hate reading or watching the news. Because it's either rumours about celebrities who can't get any privacy and I couldn't care less about, dirty politics or people dying tragically. Seriously two consecutive headlines were about an athletic teenager who died on the court and a man who got shot to death on his wedding day. This is why I escape into the world of fiction.