I’ve had an epiphany: Let it rain, let it rain now, let it rain all night, because tomorrow I must do laundry. There’s no point in asking it not to rain, it’s too late for all that. But aha! the Poirot voice in my head exclaims, I can ask it to keep raining, rain a LOT, to get it all out now, because in the morning I will rise, run to the bead store, and when I’m home, I admit rain will seem like an awfully big impediment to laundry.
♥ Momo