I’m off a few days this week. It’s raining pretty hard. I fixed breakfast and then crawled back to bed. I have a couple library mysteries to read. My dog is curled up on the bed with me.
I just love the sound of the rain. Pattering away. I have the window cracked for a cool breeze. Life is good today. A lot of stress from work is sliding away. I logged 55 hours last week. I needed a break.
Do you like the rain too? Does it relax you? What’s your favorite rainy day activity?
Living in Las Vegas, we don’t get many rainy days - oh, perhaps some drizzle, a two minute hard rain and some dark clouds, but very, very rarely a good old thunder boomer like back in the days in Illinois, or Berlin, or Switzerland - those were rainstorms!
So yes, I do really like it when it rains, hard, here in Las Vegas. Then again, if it rains hard too long, flooding begins and it gets dangerous here very quickly. But still, that sound of rain on the roof, and looking out and watching it is quite relaxing.
Just to give you an indication of how rare it is to see a rainstorm here:
I teach college, and about a year or so ago it started to rain hard all of a sudden. My class stopped dead in their tracks and everyone got up, as if in a zombie state, and walked to the window to see the rain. They just stood there and looked out at the rain.
My family back East thought that was the funniest thing they had heard in ages - that adults would stop what they are doing to go look at - rain?!
There’s something very comfy about being dry and warm inside while it rains cats and dogs. Similar to sitting near the fire place while it snows. Somehow, seeing the alternative makes your current situation very enjoyable indeed.
I live in the PNW. Rain can fuck off and die.
I like it when I don’t have to go anywhere, can stay home. Curl up with a book. Otherwise, I hate it. Hate driving in it, hate walking with an umbrella. I love it when it rains at night, it’s soothing.
With the exception of a temporary wait of a few minutes for lightning to pass, I’m going out to run or bike regardless of conditions. As it turns out, some of the best runs occur in the rain. After I’ve totally completed my routine, I can enjoy looking out the window and listening to it.
Sometimes yes sometimes no. It’s been a long winter with two small children and we’re all going a little stir crazy, so right now I really wish it would dry up and warm up so we can get out of the house more often. Other times, if I am feeling lazy and looking for a reason to do nothing rain is the perfect excuse to procrastinate and lounge on the couch with a cozy blanket.
Last night I woke up to a very loud thunderclap, this after it snowed during the day. Oh, and it’s 16 degrees celcius right now, but expected to drop down to -1 by tomorrow morning. Very strange weather we are getting around here!
I enjoy rainy days. I hate when I am sitting at work and it’s all sunny out.
I also love being outside in the rain. Some of my happiest memories as a kid involve “ditch walking” in the rain. And having mud fights in the rain. And even Girl Scout camp in the rain.
Unfortunately, I have a dog who is too smart for her own good and thinks rain = thunder, and is afraid of thunder, so I haven’t been able to enjoy a rainy day in many years. It’s all just anxiety-inducing 
I just got her fixed up with pills now so maybe we can enjoy the rain together sometime in the prime of her life.
If I don’t have to go out, and it’s a light rain, then it can be kind of relaxing. But my apartment doesn’t get much light even on sunny days, so I don’t like it when I have to turn on lights in the middle of the day.
Tcha. Portland only averages, what, about 40 inches of rain a year? I grew up in a part of Louisiana that averages about 60, and I still love rain (at least if I don’t actually have to get out in it, and sometimes even then).
The very best rains are…
…a fine, cool mist that just tingles the skin without actually getting you wet as you walk through it.
…a steady, pattering rain with a cool breeze as you sit under shelter and read.
…a torrential summer thunderstorm that pounds on the roof and sizzles on hot earth, bringing a brief respite from the heat.
We are several inches behind the normal rainfall. Todays contribution should help.
Rain is fun for me only when I can stay indoors and relax. I’m not a fan of getting out in it. 
Nope. Got a dog. Gotta go out whatever the weather.
And on a rainy day, when he comes back in, I then have to clean up after him.
Oh sure, it’s not the drizzle that gets you, it’s the months and months of unending gray and clouds and wind and gray. I live in the Pacific Northwest. I haven’t seen the sun since October. This is the time of year when everyone starts grumbling “ENOUGH already!” And don’t let on we only get 40 inches of rain a year. The constant threat of rain is what keeps the Californians out.
I love a rainy day. And if I’m rostered off, it’s bliss. I have an Unofficial Stay In My Pyjamas Day, recline on the sofa with a good book or three and love every minute of it.
I walk to work. I pretty much walk everywhere. Rain isn’t the worst (the worst is that almost-rain which just makes you feel sweaty and uncomfortable), but I could do without it between 8:30 and 9:00, and 5:30 and 6:00.
All other times, I like it. The smell of rain falling on hot concrete, especially. My bedroom is on the top floor and we have no attic, so it’s cool falling asleep in the middle of a rainstorm.
Yes. and I am strongly considering moving to the pacific northwest because there isn’t enough rain in the midwest to keep me happy. A good raincoat and umbrella and a change of shoes, and I’d be good with rain 366 days a year.
No. But I love a rainy night. I love to hear the thunder, watch the lightning when it lights up the sky. You know, it makes me feel good.
Don’t forget a cute pair of rainboots too, so that you have dry feet when you put on that change of shoes!
I am also seriously considering a move to Portland or Vancouver, or the tiny town of Astoria, Oregon, the wettest town in America. I’m only happy when it rains.
This is where I have lived for all my 50ish years. We have more names for rain than Eskimos have for snow.
Right now on the last day of June it is raining. Surprise! Well not actually ‘falling from the skys’ raining, more like being inside a cloud that is at ground level, with little droplets of water just kind of floating around and hitting you from all directions.
And the thing is, I will probably need to water my garden tomorrow because this misty rain is not even amounting to a heavy dew once it gets to the ground. It just hangs in the air to be annoying.
The Astoria area is a wonderful place and I will never move anywhere else for any amount of money. 
Not even close: Petersburg, Alaska gets an average of 99.99 inches of rain a year, and some form of precipitation an average of 234 days/year. Astoria gets a paltry 69.6 over 194 days.