Not on the porch this morning. I tried it early, and the rain was not only creating a mist worrisome to my books, but it was noisy through the trees and on the metal roofs. So I spent the time in the comfortable chair in the office nook. I discovered it was quite noisy there, too, under a metal roof, and a little stuffy, and my foot still itched from fire ant bites. It was not so much the spaces that were uncomfortable, as me being uncomfortable within. Really, no matter where we go, we take ourselves and our particular discomforts and discontents with us.
A good cry can sometimes help– it did me. And then you have to let go of what you can’t do anything about, namely our particular circumstances and weaknesses.
I got up, and still in my pajamas, checked the attic spaces for roof leaks, put a pan under one small one and gave thanks there were no more! At least that I could see in the front of the house. I was extremely frustrated not to be able to get into the attic space of the rear of the house, because some little children (or myself) have lost the key to the entry door, which is locked. Lordy, I tried that door, and you would think there was Fort Knox behind it. I can see the water staining the ceiling of the back screen porch, but there’s nothing I can do about it now. Okay. Let-it-go.
So here I am, tea in hand, and experiencing a rainy day, where I think I’ll start writing something. I might even do a quick outline. Once I quit looking at what I can’t do, the possibilities of what I can do are quite interesting.
Curtiss Ann Matlock 
13 responses to “Rainy Day Feeling”
I love the sound of rain on a metal roof, or any roof for that matter. It reminds me of camping as a child and the raindrops drumming on the tent.
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I know exactly what you are going through. I just bought my first house not that long ago and it has a leaky metal roof. I absolutely hate how noisy it is when it rains. I am actually having some roofers from Honolulu come out and replace my entire roof. I can’t wait to hear the difference the next time it rains. That chair in your cozy nook looks like the perfect spot to read. I need to make a spot like that for myself.
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I love my metal roof! I’m going to get it repaired.
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I’m doing a rain dance here in Way up Northern Cali.We need some to help with the many wildfires.Tea makes me feel good also.I love ice tea, no sugar, like you Southern Ladies,my children also drink it that way,I believe that is because I drank it alot while pregnant with each one.They are strong independent strong Irish, Scottish kids.What makes me happy is reading your posts, I so look foward to them.I t makes my heart smile when I see a post in my inbox.
Hope each day brings you more possibilities.
Kathy from Cali
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Offering prayers for rain in your area, and protection from wildfires. What an amazing world we live in, such extremes.
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Take heart in the word “possibilities.” 🙂 My word for the year.
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A pretty day here. I love “hearing” from you most days!
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Hi, Liz! Thanks so much for dropping by. I do believe I’ve gotten in the habit now of writing most every morning. That’s a goal realized!
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rainy here too, but i’m thinking of the flowers that it’ll cause to bloom in my garden, just like the recent rains of life have started them to flower in my heart, and i am thankful.
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Thank you for reminding me about the flowers. We must choose to see them.
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ps. love, love, love your motto: ….believing in the power of language to lift us out of ourselves, to transform us, to bring us tidings of love, and of great joy. Thank you.
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Tea makes me feel better, it is odd, but it seems to make me happy. I really need to drink it daily, but I forget about a good cup of hot tea. 😉 Thinking of you this rainy day, and that lovely chair and pillow beside all those books. 🙂 🙂
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It is well known that tea does make a person feel better. That’s how the British stood strong in WWII! 🙂
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