Rainy Days

Sometimes I wake up and it's dark in my room. I know it's morning because the clock reads 7:23 so it should be sunny and my apartment should be filled with the suns bright rays but alas it is dark and the pitter patter of rain on the roof tells me one thing.... it's a rainy North Country morning. There is a choice to be made. I was already feeling sluggish and let's be real, there isn't a whole lot you can do a day like this. So I curl up in one of my daddy's old flannel shirts and a pair of running shorts with a movie and a cup of tea. I watch Nanny McPhee and I relax a bit. It is good to rest unwind. There is however laundry on the floor, dishes in the sink and a shower that needs to be cleaned. Just a typical rainy day for me but it's so good, so amazing to able to relax and just enjoy the day. To enjoy life. To take a deep breath and to catch up on life and friends. The best a rainy day could be I suppose.