Rainy Days And Mondays

I believe it was the Carpenters that sang rainy days and Mondays get me down. Today was a real downer. My place of employment, in their infinite wisdom, decided that I needed to start working at 4 AM. That means an hour earlier for my wake up time but my place of employment did not consider what effect this would have on Molly. Going in an hour earlier means that Molly's bathroom schedule got bumped up an hour and it may not seem like much, but it makes a huge difference. It was raining this morning and since Gargantua the Great Dane moved out, we pretty much have the run of the place that time of morning. It was not a heavy rain and Molly and I like walking in a light rain. It kind of cleanses our souls and gives us both a fresh new start.