I barely left the house yesterday.
I decided to work at home instead of going to the office, and it was raining anyway, so I just hung out in a T-shirt and sweats.
But when my wife was running late because she went out with her co-workers, I was left on my own for dinner.
It was fine with me that she went out, but I did have to go get something to eat.
And when I pulled into the grocery store, there was a perfect rainbow over the parking lot.
I wasn’t in the store more than 10 minutes, but by the time I came out, the rainbow was mostly gone.
It doesn’t happen often, but my timing was perfect.
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