That right there? That's me. That's how I feel this morning.
It's been raining all night. Really raining, not a light drizzle. Since we're leaving on vacation today I spent some time yesterday cleaning, including fresh sheets on the bed. Fresh sheets + rain = amazing relaxed sleep. And now I'm sitting here drinking coffee in my kitchen for the last time for a few weeks, entertained by the steady drum of rain on the skylights, the way the wind is pushing branches around outside.
Just like the first time I saw Singing in the Rain, at the Castro Theater in my neighborhood in San Francisco. I was probably 11 or 12. Leaving the show, every single person was dancing and singing their way down the sidewalk, hearts full of joy, feeling a little Gene Kelly to our bones.
From where I stand, the sun is shining all over the place.