You know what’s fun? Rainy days in the city. It’s especially awesome when I have a cast on my broken wrist that I can’t get wet, a 2-year-old who wants to hold the umbrella and no parking near the daycare. All of this excitement and it’s not even 9 a.m. Jealous?!
It’s days like these when I miss the burbs. I’d pull up to the house, press the garage door opener and never feel a drop of rain. I’d get my Starbucks at the drive-though window and then pull up right in front of the daycare for drop-off. I didn’t even own an umbrella!
Fortunately, Dave offered to pick up the girls after school today. He loves the rain and doesn’t turn into a pouty-pants like I do when there’s no sunshine. I’m also cranky about the 21 day vegan cleanse I’ve started today to help get me back on track after gaining 10 lbs.
If you’re still reading, it’s proof that misery loves company. Did I already mention that it’s Monday?
When I arrived at home after work I was greeted with shrieks and giggles, and Dave wasn’t the only one who was excited (ha!).
“We want to go on an adventure!”
Me too… only my adventure would involve my pillow and some Ambien.
“Come on, Mom!”
