I was hoping to leave work early, around 5:30, and it actually seemed plausible. Lunch time came and went with no rain or storms, but I just assumed maybe they'd gone south or north. Hadn't even considered the possibility that at 7:30 a.m., the weather forecasters were still unable to make an educated guess at what would happen in the next 6 hours.
This is what the sky looked like to the northwest at about 3:00:
This is what the sky looked like to the northeast at about 3:00:
See over the east how the sky is supposed to look?
Within half an hour or so, it was pouring. So I called my husband and asked if he'd pick me up on his way home from work. He ended up working a bit late and running an errand, so by the time he picked me up, it was after 7:00 and it had stopped raining, so really there was no reason I couldn't have run home. But I took the ride, and thus, yet another week goes by where I don't do all 8 scheduled runs... Oh well!