rain, rain, go away...

on sunday, I sprang forward into 'british summertime.' as I've already bemoaned to others, london didn't get the memo that sunshine/warmth/flip flops & tank tops go along with this time change. no, instead, the chilly, grey, dank rain has returned. I'm trying to stay positive about this change in weather; after all, it can't last forever. I can wear my super cute yellow galoshes a bit more. I can splash about in puddles, if I so choose...and if it ever rains that much in one go. and maybe this is just a big flashing neon sign to me to get on with my damn papers.