Muckity Muck

so i'm getting ready to leave my little room in the village for a 3
week trip. i'm finishing food, packing, tidying up. i decided to wash
some clothes and its sometimes easier to use the river than hauling
buckets of water, especially when the community taps are not on. so i
packed a bag and headed out for the river not giving it too much
thought. i wind my way down to the river, not finding my normal path.
weird. i hit the river with a surprise slip in the mud and managed to
catch myself on the overgrown tangle of reeds next to me. eeew! gross
mucky river swirling with an unusually strong current completely
hiding my usual stepping stones. staring down, i realize duh. both
roads are washed out from the rain. it rained all night. of course the
river is swollen and muddy! so much for laundry today. i turned and
wound my way back up the path regretting my lack of umbrella in the
hot sun.