away from Vancouver

It has been raining for days now. Well, to be honest, it was clear on Wednesday morning. We've been doing Vacation Bible school at Rob's smaller church this week. Not the best church to do that in while it's raining. The lack of a hall (and running water - running across to the Legion to pee in the rain) makes it a bit harder to work with the kids. Overall, though, it was fun.

I just spent the last 2 hours unpacking all the VBS supplies and getting them put away (or sent back to the church) and cleaning the living room while the kids napped/had quiet time in their room. I was getting ready to head out and weed the garden - a task I am sadly behind on. In my defense, its been darn near impossible to weed in the pouring rain. Rob barely got the lawn mowed the other day before it rained on him. My garden beds are in sad shape right now. I look outside, and it's most probably about to storm again. Again.

This is reminding me of one of the many things that made it easier to walk away from Vancouver 3 years ago. Rain. I don't mind a day of rain here and there. I really don't. It's actually fun. Days and days of rain? Not so much. Not that I love snow and -40 days, because to say otherwise would be a lie. At least when it's cold it's sunny. Even on the shortest days of the year this far North, it's still brighter than Vancouver in a March rainy stretch.

I hate the dark, oppressive sky of rainy days. The month around when we planned our move here was one of the wettest on record in Vancouver, and that really helped us make the decision - and the packing easier too. I think I tend towards a bit of SAD, not something easy to cope with in the dark rainy season that is a Vancouver winter. This last week has had me feeling so low, sleepy, cranky and chilly. I don't really adore the cold and snow for months on end (as I've complained about here)....but there is more sun and bright days. For now, that's making here seem more attractive than there.