rain rain on my face
Hasn’t stopped raining for days….
(Seriously. Did I move to Seattle and not know it?)
It was so hard to get out of bed this morning.
I stayed on the phone entirely too late (although I did totally WIN) and when my alarm went off at 5 am I decided I didn’t REALLY want to go to the gym, reset my alarm for 6:45.
What FELT like a minute later my alarm went off again.
It was freezing in my room, and raining outside, and my bed was so comfortable and my feather comforter was so warm and it was such perfect sleeping weather that I considered staying in bed, quitting my job, going on welfare, and living off the government.
But then I remembered I was a Republican so I got up.
I was running late, I could only find one of the shoes I wanted, and I stabbed myself in the eye with my mascara.
And then I remembered that I left my umbrella in my friend’s car last night.
I grabbed my purse and my pink raincoat (that doesn’t have a hood, shouldn’t raincoats have hoods?) and ran out the door.
I decided I didn’t want to walk the 10 blocks to work in the rain, but I saw the bus coming, so I took off my high heels and ran barefoot through puddles to get to the bus stop.
And I loved it!
I love playing in the rain. I love going barefoot. I love the moments in life when we let go of inhibition and act like children and just enjoy ourselves.
So now I am at work, my hair is messy and wet, I had mascara running down my face, and I am freezing.
But I think its going to be an amazing day…

