The forest for the trees

This morning I woke up to find a light drizzle floating around outside and everything gleaming and green and eager for spring.
Just a couple of weeks ago I was complaining about the rain.
Yesterday, I noticed a dead patio plant. It's spindly brittle arm was trying to reach the rain just beyond the patio cover. (apparently the drip system had come undone.)
The plant was surrounded by water and died of dehydration. All I had been able to see was the endless rain.
I've fallen victim to the old forest-for-the-trees-syndrome. I'm looking for a support group.