Rain, Rain Go Away: An Economic Perspective

As I sit here, peering out my window at the precipitous skies, I naturally fall towards this thought: my misery here is my benefit elsewhere. My migratory work habits have allowed me to witness this phenomenon. When it rains here in the city in winter, I dislike traveling and try to find bus stops which have shelters and the MUNI feed, but I cannot resent the weather too much on a personal level. The rain which passes over this fair City, casting a kind of melancholic beauty provided one is inside, becomes ethereally beautiful snow in the Sierra Nevada, where shoveling the pathways on the property of my clients provides extra income in a dry economic season.