Is it wrong...

Is it wrong of me to be doing a happy dance because it is raining and I don't have to shlep C to baseball today? He is distraught, weeping at any given second, but A and I are doing a little (quiet) celebrating of our own.

It should be nice and, well, warm, tomorrow instead of god-awful hot, so we will hopefully be able to get through the stack of errands I have been putting off because it was too hot to walk about and I couldn't bring myself to drive from parking lot to parking lot to accomplish them.