I love rainy days. Must be the Piscean-fish-water-sign in me. The sight, smell, and sound of precipitation can be relaxing and energizing at the same time, perhaps due to the cocooning effects of staying indoors and the cleansing air I breathe as I move from one shelter to another. Here in the allergy capital of the world, we welcome the washing away of pollen and dust, even as mold counts rise from the moisture.
I started to write a post today about feeling discombobulated before 5am, due to my library being taken over today by kindergarten registration, picking up our son from the airport at midnight tonight, early release and Battle of the Bluebonnets and training a new broadcast team this week-before-spring-break.