I really do.
I get all excited like a kid on Christmas just thinking about the many, many things I could be doing to celebrate such a day.
It's a sickness really.
But, I still find myself thinking about the thousands of ways I prefer to spend my time on rainy days.
Should I work on my 10-15 pages theoretical framework for my qualitative research class - especially since I kicked that term paper's ass yesterday? I could get all academic like and kick it's qualitative ass, too.
Or, I could cuddle up and watch a Buffy marathon in honor of the fact that she named her baby Charlotte - which just happens to be one of my favorite names EVER. Plus, my kids are all freaked out about monsters and vampires and stuff and what better solution to their fears than to introduce them to Spike.
I could hunker down in the recliner and get back to work on the romance novel I'm writing. And, you can shut-up with all your judgement and stuff. I like romance novels - they're my thing. I even get my picture taken with them when I see shelves and shelves full at the used bookstore.
Should I just spend the day reading one of the numerous books cluttering my nightstand. I'm sure I can find one that is customized to my current mood.
I could get in the kitchen and be all Suzy homemaker and cook up a pot roast or chicken soup and an apple pie. I could don an apron and fill my house with wondrous smells not related to last week's debacle. But, I don't have the stuff for pot roast or apple pie in my cupboards and the grocery store just isn't my idea of a fun way to spend a rainy day.
However, mall shopping is! I could put on some cute little outfit and feel all stylish and comfortable and Charlotte and I could spend our morning window shopping and pretending we live in NYC and lead some sort of old-fashioned fancy life.
I could just spend the day playing with Charlotte, tickling her, and allowing her to point at my nose 47 times all while trying to convince her to not grow anymore so I can continue to kiss those baby feet for quite a while longer.
Or, I could go all voyeuristic and watch my neighbors attempt to install new gutters in the rain for the 3rd week in a row. That could be fun.
But, whatever I choose I gotta go! I'm wasting valuable rainy day time here. I'll see ya back with the damn sunshine.
