I have such mixed feelings about rain these days. Back in the "old days" when we lived in the Metroplex rain simply meant no Park Day on Fridays or a need for an umbrella or something. Or frizzy hair (okay, some things never change).
Nowadays rain brings so much more to mind:
*Perhaps an end to the burn ban so we can burn some of our trash.
*This time of year I don't worry so much about grass growing for the cows, but the pond will be full and that's good. Cows drink a lot and that's less water we'll have to pay for.
*There will be TONS of mud dragged into the house by all the little (and big) feet that go in and out all the time.
*Lots of wet clothes to wash. (Well, that's nothing new.)
*And for now, I wonder if we'll be stuck in the house. The road across our property that leads to this house gets awfully muddy. We haven't yet put in a gravel driveway as we plan to do eventually. So lots of rain means lots of mud which means we stay here until it dries up some. And I guess I need to call the friends that were planning to stop by tomorrow and warn them that it's too muddy--IF it's too muddy.
None of these things are things that will keep me up at night. But just one of the changes from "then" to "now". Every so often I notice these things and marvel at how different my life is these days. But mostly, I just live it day by day and do what needs to be done. Now there's a change right there. I feel so much less stress over life in general.