Called on Account of Rain . . .
A short blog today, called on the account of rain.
Lot’s and lot’s of rain.
After staying north of us all day, about 6:30, right after I’d gone to bed, the bottom felt out, right on my now-somewhat soggy Sweetie. Never really hard, but steady all evening. And it looks like more of the same all day tomorrow, at least until tomorrow evening.
Here’s what it looks like on the Rainy Days app on our Galaxy Tab 4.
That’s us, the little red dot in the center.
And as I had thought (feared?), there’s no slope or drainage here, so we’re now sitting in a big puddle. Along with all our electrical cords, heaters, fans, radios, etc.
Oh boy!
I’m going to check with the Company Man and see if we can get another load of pea gravel to put down here like we did at our other gate. At least that will get us out of the puddles.
On a bright note though, my new steel-toed boots from Wal-Mart seem to be very waterproof.
But on a dark note, still no Frack Food.
Oh, The Horror.
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Thought for the Day:
mumble, mumble, something about building an ark, mumble,mumble.
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