I’m sitting here on my porch having the second of two lovely porch days this weekend. Yesterday was lovely because it was so peaceful. It rained most of the day, but the rain was gentle, and there was no wind, so I was able to sit on my porch for hours reading, listening to the rain, drinking tea, and curled up in a blanket. It was just what I needed.

Today is lovely because it’s been so beautifully sunny outside. A few puffy clouds have floated by, and the current cloud dropped a few rain drops. But it’s still quietly sunny and peacefully out here.

Apparently, one floor down from me the weather is very different, though. Ms. 2nd Floor just came out onto her porch to have a cigarette while talking on the phone.

“The sky’s just black,” she whines. “It’s been such a rainy weekend and now the weather’s turnin’ real nasty. … Yeah, I know. … No, I was just sayin’ that all of a sudden the sky’s goin’ real dark. Dark, dark, dark. … No, I was talking about that before, but now I’m talkin’ about the weather. … Right. Well, it’s just too bad because now I think I’ll just stay home. … Yeah, I know. I was lookin’ forward to seein’ you too, but I can come out tomorrow. It’s just too stormy here for me to travel.”

Meanwhile, I put down my mug of tea, lean back, and listen to bird quietly chirp to each other as they move from tree to tree against a blue sky.

One of us is losing her mind.

p.s. Now she’s taking off in her jeep all dressed up, made up, and looking anything but rained-on.