Lots of rain = lots of sofa time = happy pups.
Yeah, it’s still raining. I think we’ve had a total of about four dry days in New York over the past three months, and it’s getting really old. We still haven’t been able to stain the deck or do much work in the garden, and although we’re scheduled to start exterior renovations on our house on Monday, it’s looking doubtful as to whether or not that’s going to be possible.
I mean, July in New York? Aren’t we supposed to be roasting under 90° temperatures with outrageous humidity right now? Shouldn’t I be lying in front of an air conditioner with a glass of chilled white wine, complaining about how my clothes are glued to my body? All I know is that it’s not supposed to 67° and raining EVERY DAY.
Okay, I’ll stop complaining now and get back to cuddling on sofa with the dogs. Sigh.