Love Hate Relationship

Rain and I have a love hate relationship. I love for it to rain as long as it's convenient. It makes the flowers look great, the sound is soothing, and it cools the earth down. We traveled a lot when I was little (at least once a month), and I used to have rain races in the car. I'd strategically pick out two plump raindrops on the window then predict which one would make it to the bottom of the window first. I know, I know, but there's not much left to do in a car after a certain amount of time. Remember I said we traveled a lot.

Today however, I absolutely despise rain when I have to go somewhere especially when I'm going to class. I don't live far from school so driving isn't really the issue. The issue is having to park the car and walk. A light rain really isn't all that bad, but a heavy rain means that by the time you get to class at the very least your pants are soaked, and if I forget that it's raining and throw on flip flops as I fly out the door, my feet are soaked to. Couple that with a maintenance crew that believes in setting the A/C on 70, and you're in for one miserable class. My only hope is that it's not a three hour one.

This is me sitting in the car (maybe having rain races, lol) as I wait for things to clear up a little so that I can make a mad dash for class. No that is unfortunately not the building that I needed to get to. The building that I needed was of course across campus, and yes, it was a cold three hour class. I did remember to wear tennis shoes however.