It is raining. It is pouring. The scene outside the window is white, that is how heavy the rain is. I have been at work since 0815 hours, even earlier than my normal weekday clock in. The weather is perfect. I sent The Laney to the airport today to catch his flight to Hawaii.

I don’t mind the early morning. I love the rain. The office is dead quiet and I can do everything but work. I love everything but the fact that I am in office. If only I was home, with peace and quiet, with the radio or tv in the background. Even doing the laundry (which was what I did last weekend, half laundry and half reviewing files at home by myself) does not seem like a chore, because it is so nice to have time to yourself to do whatever. You do not have to go out and party when no one is at home. I have the entire house to myself to lounge, be lazy, hang up laundry anywhere, leave my clothes where I drop them even if it was in the middle of the room.