I woke up this morning, obscenely early I might add, and couldn't sleep because of an incessant tapping noise. Where was it coming from? The ceiling fan? Probably.
As I lay there and tried to go back to sleep, I listened more and realized... IT'S RAINING!!
Wait... it's not raining! It couldn't be raining. It was sunny as ever yesterday, not a cloud in sight. How could it be raining? I'm imagining things. Or maybe it's just the sprinklers. Wishful thinking. No rain. Nope.
I even looked out the window that overlooks our garden. It didn't look like it was raining. But then again, it was around 5:40 in the morning.
So I got up. Oh it's definitely raining. I can tell it is now.
I looked out the window in the front door to see the cascade of water running off the rooftop!
HOORAY!!! It's raining!
Arizona people are so weird. We love rain. If I wasn't sitting in my robe and socks and if I wasn't trying to conserve energy for my long work day ahead, I'd go play in it.
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Yes, I love the rain too. Except when I'm sitting in the parking lot, which is supposed to be the freeway, on my way to jury duty, and it took me 1 1/2 hours to get there. Yes, I love rain. P.S. I woke up obscenely early today too!
Seriously. I LOVE the rain too.
I've been known to bundle up and go outside on the porch when it rains. I love it!
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