Please let raining season finish soon...

Ok I have finally just about recovered from my pissed-off mood about England losing and the idiot in the bar but the weather today really wasn`t any help at all. It POURED with rain on and off all day and to make things worse it was hot as well so I spent all day feel hot and sticky and generally disgusting. I think I showered about 5 times today but it didn`t really help because as soon as I did anything I needed to shower again! I may have mentioned it before but I HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE this time of year in Japan. In fact I am seriously thinking that flying home next summer in June rather than July might be a cunning plan! It doesn`t really help that I don`t have many clothes that are suitable to this kind of weather. When I go home I need to find some cut off trousers and sleeveless tops. I have stopped praying for it to rain in Fukuoka as I am heading there next Wednesday so I would like to leave the rain in Kagoshima if possible! This afternoon Daisuke came home from work early and we went to pick Joey up from daycare together. We decided to walk to the supermarket as well and half way there I tripped over my own feet/ a sticky outy pavement stone and went arse over tit in the middle of the street. Wouldn`t have been a big issue except that I was carrying Joey at the time! Mother`s instinct kicked in and in the millisecond before i hit the ground I managed to manouver (Sp) myself so that I took the full brunt of the fall and he remained unscathed. (although he cried from the shock.) Rather than asking me if I was ok, my obnoxious husband was more concerned with the fact that the reason I fell over is because I walk funny. NOT what you want to hear when you have just hit the ground HARD and scraped up your right elbow/ shoulder/ wrist. (I had been carrying Joey with my left arm.. hence the injuries being entirely on my right hand side.) All I wanted was him to ask if I was ok but not once did he check up on me, he just kept blathering on about how I should look where I am going. Is this a man thing? Is he going on at me because he wants me to be more careful and not fall again or is he in fact a git!?! ;-) I am opting to believe that he was just worried about me doing it again and seriously hurting myself/ Joey. I felt like crying the whole time we were in the supermarket though! :-( Ok, time for me to go to bed. I have alot to do this week before my MIL gets here on friday. She invited herself over to "help out" while I get things ready. It will be a help to have her here but I guess I wasn`t expecting to have her around for our last weekend before we fly home. On the bright side it means I will have plenty of time to do all the stuff I need to do. Now I am just praying for at least one sunny day in the next week so that I can hang out the futons before I shrink wrap them and put them away!!!