It's after ten o'clock in the morning and the lights are on. Another blustery day is upon us. The rain is again pelting the windows. Water is accumulating in cracks and crevices. The wind is whipping off any remaining autumn leaves.On days such as this, I can see why the newspaper is full of advertisements for sunny destinations. It's a day like this when I realize why some retirees wish to get of the area from November to March.
Yet, there is a part of me that enjoys the inclement weather. It is carte blanche to laze around for the day. There'll be little guilt in doing next to nothing today.