Just before getting out of bed, I already had a plan for the day. I’d jotted down most of the things I needed to do, and practically all my errands were to be run outside the house—which takes more effort than it should. When I think about everything that needs to be taken care of, I figure it’s going to be a day where I’ll get the most out of it, so staying in bed a little longer isn’t an option I can afford to drag out. Just as I think I’ve gotten my day started, I’m met with a rather heavy, overcast sky—a real storm is about to break. In fact, it’s as if the rain itself had been waiting for me, leaving no doubt that it would be a day of heavy rain.
With a touch of optimism, I think that maybe this is just temporary—or will last only through the morning—and I start readjusting my little schedule to make the most of the moment when the situation out there begins to clear up. As the hours pass, the situation doesn’t turn out as I’d hoped, and suddenly, with a sudden power outage, staying home is now a perfectly valid option. Unable to even get any work done from home, I’m faced with that faint sense of resignation at a day that’s the complete opposite of what I’d imagined. Since I can’t go out to buy anything to eat, my options boil down to a good cup of coffee and a bowl of cereal to process it all from my bedroom.
A wasted day? It seems that’s how I’ve gone from denial to acceptance of my reality. If I used to have a short list of things I’d do, now it’s more like a clean slate—thinking about what I can do on a day that promises to be longer than usual since I can’t go out. But do I really have to do anything? I think about this as I return to my bed and choose instead to listen to the sound of the rain for a while. Going out to the patio to get soaked by the rain would be a bit of a crazy idea, but it would also be a nice way to reminisce about those times when, as a child, it was quite an adventure. In fact, I remember that this very situation used to bring me a lot of joy whenever my mom gave me permission to play and get soaked by the rain.
I may have felt frustrated at first, but staying home for a day when the weather is cooler and more pleasant than usual isn’t so bad after all. I could get used to more moments like this! The thing is, with the fast-paced lives many of us lead, we may be missing out on that time to stop, rest a bit, and recharge so we can keep going. Rainy days at home aren’t a waste of time, and you don’t need to think they’re worthless just because you can’t get through all the tasks and errands you’d planned. I’ve probably gained more than I’d expected, so instead of getting upset, I’d rather go with the flow of an unexpected situation that turns out to be positive and brings some balance to my routine.
All the photos are mine.
Original text in Spanish, translated at DeepL (https://www.deepl.com/es/translator)
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