Here comes the sun?

Just think, a week ago today, I was (around this time) enjoying a peaceful morning on the dock, when I heard rumblings indoors. These female melodies, I realized, were coming from inside. I entered to see two lovely ladies, a beautiful blonde wearing light, white flowing pajamas that resembled fashion of days gone by, and an auburn haired beauty whose choice of fashion was equally feminine. Both ladies greeted my morning smile with faces that resembled that of grumbled union employees, highlighted by the question posed to me, "Did you sleep well last night?". It seems I prevented the Sandman's activities due to my "playing the symphony". Came the dawn, and we all enjoyed breakfast, and then lunch at a typical roadside cafe, then a 5 hour drive back to Toronto. All things considered, I would rather live that day over again as opposed to the rainy Monday morning I now face.