It's been rainy and gray all day long.

This Pola doesn't even begin to capture the dreariness of the day. Or the dreariness of our moods. Pooh. All week we have looked forward to Sunday, today, and what a wash out it has been. No picnic. Rain, rain and more rain. Gray days are such a rarity in Santa Fe that I really shouldn't complain about one, but come on, does it have to be gray on our day off together?! So we haven't done much of anything. Sulked a bit. Ran some errands. Wandered around the house, unable to settle into any activity. And to top it all off, it turns out that Will *does* have to go into work later this afternoon. So there you go. A nice dreary kick off to my birthday week. (Yes, I still get a whole week.)