I start with stoic patience, the belief that it's gonna stop, we're not gonna get rained out.
This in turn becomes anger. How DARE this rain fall!?
But ultimately reality sets in, and I become overwhelmed with sadness.
Leading to resignation and the complete death of my spirit.
Then again, it's only a 40% chance today. Maybe it won't rain! My reaction would be a bit different if presented with actual kickball games tonight.