Rainy Days and Mondays Don't Always Get Me Down

Today was a cool and gloomy, rainy day.  When I left work to get to the bus stop, I was thankful that the worst of the rain had passed.  However, the bus was slow in getting to the stop and I felt myself to start to get irritated.  I was a little cold and it was raining and my pants were getting soggy along the hems. But then I stopped and thought to myself, "When was the last time I was out in the rain and just enjoyed it?"  I couldn't remember a time, so I chose to enjoy it.  The rain was gentle, after all. And I was wearing a sweater.  And my umbrella is so very cheerful.  It was a perfectly fine few moments after all.