This weekend has been one for the books, with the rain starting its gentle descent yesterday evening and refusing to let up since. After days of scorching heat and relentless humidity, the cool, calming showers are more than welcome. It’s as though nature has heard our collective sighs of frustration and decided to offer a moment of respite, turning our weekend into a cozy, stay-indoors affair.
Waking up to the rhythmic sound of raindrops dancing on rooftops is one of life’s underrated pleasures. There’s a special kind of serenity that comes with it, as if the world outside is wrapped in a soft, damp blanket. The glaring rays of the sun are gone today, replaced with a gentle, consistent drizzle that has kept us inside for hours on end, not that I am complaining though..lol.
For many of us, the rain is an opportunity to unwind. It's the perfect excuse to huddle under blankets, catch up on long-overdue reading, or binge-watch that TV series we’ve been meaning to. The usual weekend rush is blissfully absent; there’s no urgency to step out or fill our time with errands. Instead, it’s all about enjoying the moment—the steaming cup of tea in hand, the sound of rain tapping against windows, and the cool breeze that wafts in whenever the door is left ajar.
The rain has also given the plants and trees a chance to rejuvenate, drinking in the fresh water after the sweltering days of heat. Even the air smells different—cleaner, fresher, with that distinct earthy scent that only comes after a downpour. The landscape, once dry and dusty, now gleams with renewed life.
Of course, there’s the slight inconvenience of not being able to venture outdoors without getting drenched. But for now, that seems like a small price to pay for the break from the oppressive heat. Indoors, we’ve found a new rhythm, one where relaxation is the order of the day. The rain, in its own way, is coaxing us to slow down, recharge, and simply enjoy being present.
As the rain continues its steady patter, we can only hope it doesn’t overstay its welcome, but for this weekend, it feels like the perfect companion. It has turned our weekend into a peaceful retreat—one we didn’t know we needed.
Its 3.39am and a very tired Funmi is woken by the thought of children crying repeatedly (seriously, continuous cry is killing) but am gonna help tell the story (my business you know). How does a well fed kid cry in the morning? takes a bath, haves a nap, wakes in tears, has another meal, plays a short while, resumes crying, sleeps again for a shorter while than done in the morning, wakes in tears again, refuses food and expects to be carried while standing all night... who does that??? My fascination? they never seem to have headaches as the routine for some of them is stable. For real, do they have to cry so hard to get anything? arrrrrrgh! (Images withheld cause you don't wanna see what I found on research) ...oops! Have I welcomed you to the month of September? Aii, Happy new month. Its gonna be a great month. Ciao...
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