I didn’t bother to take out my umbrella.
I’ve seen Mary Poppins way too many times; besides, I like my umbrella. I don’t want it to end up in Ballard.
I hear you. You don't want it flying down the main drag, driverless, with the turn signal still flashing (apparently a Scandihoovian Ballardism being echoed). Ya betcha.
I think I used my commute-car umbrella in the last year (once), but before that..?
In anything but heavy rains, umbrellas are for Kalifornians. (Go home before you learn about PNW dismal, grim winters.)