And.... here is something I don't miss...

Rain. I don't miss rain. I don't care what anyone says, I could go for the rest of my life without seeing rain.

I know it has to rain, I know that it does rain, I know our planet can't survive without rain. But I still loath it.

The last six months I was in Australia it seemed to rain every single week. There were weeks that would go by and it would do nothing but rain. Rain rain rain and it was supposed to be summer.

Now I live in the desert. It never rains. I went over six months without seeing rain and I was never happier. I thought for a while... maybe I missed rain. Maybe it would be nice to see a little rain. Then I went to Europe for a work trip and it rained for the entire time I was there. I no longer thought I missed rain.

Now I never have to make the decision before I leave the house on whether I should take an umbrella or not, I never have to scout around puddles, I never have to worry about my hair going ballistic when wet, I never have to worry about trying to hail a cab in the rain and I never have to worry about my washing getting left out in the rain.

Today was my first day of bootcamp, an attempt on my behalf to get fit. I woke up at 5.25AM, got dressed and walked outside to... you guessed it... rain. Rain in the desert. Just my luck.

The only thing that amused me about this rain is the sign on my way to work that said "Caution, water ponds ahead." I'm guessing puddles doesn't translate well in Arabic....