Sadly, I wish I was just quoting that Hall & Oates lyric for the fun of it.
On the one hand, rain is good. It helps the newly planted garden grow, and makes the newly laid turf prosper. It even washes the car for me (because I’m lazy). And there’s something hypnotic about rain hitting a gum tree so hard that the sap makes froth…
On the other hand, rain coming into my dining room and my infant son’s nursery isn’t so pleasant.
I think I’m going to go somewhere and scream now.