Rainy days

I’ve been waiting for this day for months.  MONTHS I tell you.  A laid back, lazy day.  No deadlines.  Nowhere I have to be.  Nothing I have to do.  You would think it wouldn’t be so hard to find – a day such as today – but alas, my friends, not so.  Even for a single gal, minus a full-time job, empty hours remain elusive.  Kind of like an enjoyable blind date - you may have heard about them, but you’ve never quite experienced them for yourself.       

But today is mine.  All mine …

It began as it should, with me and a steaming cup of coffee, lounging in a tub full of bubbles, listening to the rain fall.  That’s right – rain.  In the desert.  In August.  The mere thought makes me giddy.  From here there’s just no knowing where the day might take me – maybe I’ll read a little or bake a little.  Maybe I’ll write an honest-to-goodness letter and pop it in the post.  Maybe – just maybe – I’ll be inspired to work on one of my stories.  Now, wouldn’t that be something?