Another day of rain. This was the seventh day in a row that saw grey clouds and at least some small amount of rain. There were flood warmings everywhere in the area and Judy dreaded going to work. She worked for a farming company and their office of course was in the country. A gravel road to get there and a parking lot that had turned into a quagmire of mud and rock.
As Judy went to get into her car, she opened her umbrella and sprinted jumping over puddles along the way. She reached her car and tried to shake off some of the water before she brought her umbrella in. Just then her phone rang. It was her boss calling her. “Yeah Jeff, what’s up?
Jeff responded, “Did I catch you before you left for work?”
“Barely, I was just getting ready to start my car.”
“Don’t. There is no way we are going to have more than two or three farmers in the office today with the floods threatening. So, why don’t you take a personal day and avoid the mud today.”
“That is music to my ears Jeff, thanks!”
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – quagmire