mountain rain

When it rains I have a routine inner dialog:

1. When's the last time each dog was outside? I should probably let them out pronto before it pours.  Three of my dogs boycott going outside in the rain, that battle is easier won in a light rain or sprinkle.

2. pull the towels and bathmat off the deck railing. confession...towels and bathmat alike are currently rain soaked and flopping in the wind. I didn't feel like folding the items in the dryer and they quickly became too saturated to hang in the house. They'll get a good post washing machine rinse and dry smelling as if the cloth was infused with mountain air.  Granted the first few times I use the stiff line dried towels ill yearn for a fluffy machine dried replacement. My dryer often runs to unwrinkle clothes before I fold or hang them, to counter that extra usage I line (or deck, over a door) dry all blankets, towels, pillow cases etc. I haven't yet embraced the way clothes fit and feel when line dried, there must be a technique I'm not privy to.

3. Are my car Windows shut? Did i think it felt like rain enough earlier to plan ahead or are all windows down as low as they can go without cali being able to jump out?  I'm sure my car has been rained in more than most. I was once the recepient of a note taped to the door of my rental house senior year of college with the following scribbled 'white corolla windows down' and have commuted to work sitting on a plastic bag over a wet seat more times than id care to admit.

4. Do I have any frozen marrow bones for the dogs? Marrow bones are the perfect pacifier for pent up dogs stuck in a one bedroom tenant house.

5. Organize, read, sleep, or clean?

Rainy days are the only times my house feels cozy.  I need to find a solution before spending a long winter in a home I don't enjoy. Suggestions? How does one make a space their comfort zone?