Rainy day

It was supposed to be a climbing day. I even drove over to Kate's to pick her up, in the rain. But we looked at the rain and decided that, no, it wasn't a good day to climb.

So, instead, I drove back home and went back to bed. It had been a latish night, and an early morning, and seemed the thing to do. And this afternoon I ran some errands, and this evening I'll have dinner with foms and con_girl.

Tomorrow looks grey, too. Of course next week is looking gorgeous. But someone has to be at work.