Rainy weekends are the perfect excuse to stay inside and get things done. I actually cleaned out the refrigerator (what WERE all those science experiments?), made some edits to a story that's been sitting for a while (months), and read a good book (one of those guilty pleasure kinds). Had the sun been beaming, it would have seemed a sin to stay inside. End result? I'd be growling today about how the weekend went by so quickly without me getting a single thing accomplished.
I'm feeling good, not in small measure due to the number one favorite rainy day activity at our house...