Rain, Rain, Go Away

Since I returned from Kansas last weekend, it seems like we have had nonstop rain. There were a few days, like this afternoon, where the sun peeked out with its antidepressant rays of sunny goodness.

There are two more days of rain and wind to slog through until we get a week of sunshine and warmth to recover. I can hardly wait.

When I lived in Kansas City, I really didn't give much thought to running around in the rain. Now that I live in San Francisco and rely on public transportation, it changes my view entirely.

I now schedule trips to the doctor, grocery store or even to meet friends around the weather. If I can drive, I'll drive even with the rain. But there are few places to park, so one ends up walking a ways in the rain even if one drives.

I have an umbrella, of course. It just isn't enough with the wind whipping down the mountain.

One ends up cold and miserable while waiting on the always-late buses. One never can take the subway, it seems, when it rains. One's destination always requires a bus when inclement weather harasses.

I'll get used to it eventually, I'm sure. My friends and family back home are thinking, "What a whiner!" They are right, especially considering the cold, ice and rain they endure.

But until the sun shines for more than one day in a row, I'll be staring out the window, watching the rain, and singing, "Ill Wind" to the drippy panes.