write a little every day- day 1 (the weather)

I should start by saying, I quit facebook a few days ago. Too much time and stress went into things that didn't matter enough in the long run. That, is what made me decide to write everyday for the next year.
  Carrying in the clean laundry, I was afraid. The stones of the walk were scummy from years of grime, and the rain was adding to the slick death trap. It was misty out and the temperature was a bit chilly. The cold didn't matter though, because I'd just worked out. My legs were like spaghetti, and sweat was dripping from my brow. Every step was with purpose. I can not afford to injure my knee again. I made it down the path and finally to the front door. I never thought I'd be able to wrestle the door open, and luckily I didn't have to. I looked up, and there he stood. I'm thankful for my boyfriend's perfect timing.