Rainy mornings are the best sort of mornings to stay in bed... all day.
And this is how I would play it, if it were not Tuesday (and deadlines a-brewing) but next Sunday:
I'd open the curtains, make the tea, get back into bed, burrowing under the blankets, looking out of the window at the grey sky, hearing the patter of the rain on the window. Being inside, warm and dry on a rainy morning is the best feeling, especially with a cup of tea at hand and a long, warm body to cuddle up to.
The only rule for today is: no getting out of bed. Seriously.
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