1. Schools were closed here on Friday and it turned out to be a very lurky sort of day. Write for a while, look out the window. Write for a while more, look out the front door. Gloomy skies, a bit of strong wind, but we were firmly planted in the waiting game. Knowing a mammoth storm hovered just offshore, waiting to drown us all, is an itchy place to be. Can’t say I particularly enjoyed it.
2. Except for the Atypical marathon on Netflix that evening. Man, that was TOTALLY enjoyable.
3. Saturday brought more – wait for it – gloomy skies. More wind gusts. And then the rain came for real. There was a whole lot of unapologetic couch surfing because what am I gonna do, launch that home improvement project I’ve been putting off for months during a hurricane tropical storm? I know some of you are the type of go getters who’d say What better time to clean out the office than when we’re stuck inside anyway?
4. I am not that type of go getter. I’m more the Ima go get me some more potato chips kinda girl.
5. Best quote from Saturday comes from T-man when he wandered out to forage for snacks:
Huh. It’s still raining.
5a. Bwahahahahaha!!!
5b. Yes, son, it’s still raining. You’re looking at a preview of the next four days or so. Get used to it.
6. The birds must be hiding close by because during breaks from the rain they descend on the feeders in what some might consider alarming numbers. There’s a lot. Like, a lot a lot, but the birdseed’s holding up. Our hummingbird feeder’s empty again but refilling that involves balancing precariously on a stepladder so it might have to wait a bit or at least until rain isn’t pummeling me sideways. Safety first.
7. On the upside, I haven’t had to fill the birds’ water bowl in days. Silver lining and all that jazz.
8. One corner of the fenced in area is applying for pond status. It’s currently logged in at bird sized lap pool but is knocking on the door of small critter Mud Bowl. Did I mention it’s where Gracie likes to stand as she gazes majestically across the neighbor’s yard? Yeah. Good times.
9. And just like that, our impressive “sure, we’re a little wet but it’s all good” thing literally flew out the window with Bear’s cry of Hey! What’s THAT?! Well, friend, that would be a puddle of water on the floor – follow the bouncing ball. Puddle on the floor…water drops on the blinds…soaking wet window on the other side…water dripping from the thingamajig holding the window in place. No bueno, man. No bueno.
10. So here we go rolling into the week. We’re one bathroom down because I’m certain the second we drain that tub the power will go out, which means we’re folding T-man into the rotation throughout the house. Whatever, make it work. Grocery stores are catch as catch can. Whatever, make it work. The dogs alternate between freaking out, refusing to go outside, and crawling up inside the closest person for reassurance. But the refrain that gets us through – whatever, make it work.
I am sorry that you’re having to go through that, and, selfishly I am glad we are not, although we could sure use some of that rain. As you say, Whatever, Deal with it.
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Thank you. Mother Nature can pack a nasty punch!
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Stay safe and keep that faith. YES, you can make it work! (She said, glad Indiana is inland, even if it IS also smack in the center of Tornado Alley.)
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As I like to say, it’s not like there’s another choice.
A tornado alert popped up this morning — one was spotted nearby in Durham — and it just about drove the child off the edge. Water, wind, flooding, PLUS tornado? I think she was full of crisis and just couldn’t take one more. 💛
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You need to organize a storm party, the way we used to, to keep Middle Grandchild calm. Snacks and games in the shelter. Paper and crayons to draw pictures. Tell stories. Sing songs. Or is it past that point already?
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We’re still good. And she’s oddly soothed by the fruit cups and potato chips. 😆 We sorta eat our feelings.
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I’m happy to see a post from you. Good to know you’re hanging in there, sense of humor intact. Dealing with dogs in rain is always fun. I hope they manage. I’ve been reading about islands forming, as rivers swell. I hope you guys are spared the worst of this.
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I took Bear to a doctor’s appointment this morning and was reminded of flooding’s hidden costs. Passed an area where they’d stacked pallets (building something nearby, I think) — it had flooded & they’re gonna lose all that wood. Small creeks near us are way up, and the Haw River jumped the banks overnight. I think by Friday we’ll have a handle on how far things will go here…
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Yikes. It’s scary to hear that the worst flooding may not have happened yet. Please be safe.
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Will do, Dan!
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Hope you were able to temporarily cover that offending window with plastic and duct tape, or whatever you had handy. I sure hope it doesn’t get worse. Scary thing to be in the crosshairs of such a massive storm. You’re hoping for the best, preparing for the worst, while waiting for the other shoe to drop. Sucks big time.
Me? I’d be alternating between tearing closets, cabinets and drawers apart and staring out a window at the storm.
Hang tough. All you can do is make the best of your situation and pray to God you don’t run out of potato chips!! That would be the last straw for me. Lol.
🔹 Ginger 🔹
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Oh my gosh, Ginger, true confessions time. I ordered a CASE of Lays Stax from Amazon before the storm hit. A CASE. If I run out of chips we’ve got a bigger problem than the storm. Like none of my pants will fit. 😂😂😂
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good girl gracie for standing in the water. makes giving you a bath a lot easier.
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Oh yes…of course there’s also the muddy paws to contend with, and the wet dog smell… 😆
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Glad you’re safe.
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Thank you. We’re in it for the long haul now, just keeping an eye on the river flooding.
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