I keep meaning to blog. It’s 9:15pm right now and I ought to be getting ready to go to sleep since both of us have to work in the early morning, but I’m not all that tired and I’m quite comfortable… so I’d rather forfeit a little sleep.
So, it rained a little over the weekend. Most everyone who reads this will already know that we were not very much affected; or at least none of our possessions were destroyed by rain and our house was not flooded. It’s a wonderful thing to live on top of a hill and to drive a car with all-wheel drive. I appreciate both things more now. I had to work both Saturday and Sunday AND Monday (okay, yesterday was my day off) and did have to do a little detouring due to flooding on Annex. The rain over the weekend was ridiculous too. I took White Bridge to work on Sunday because I was afraid Brook Hollow would be flooded (it was in only one spot), and the rain was coming down so hard that, I mean, it was scarier driving through that than it was through the flooded alley that I shouldn’t have driven through anyway. And it had rained like that all day Saturday and at least half the day Sunday. My mind is still pretty boggled that all this flooding came from rain. I mean, have you seen all the pictures? Ridiculous!
So yeah, we’re fine. I do know some people from work whose houses have been flooded and/or destroyed. None of my close friends had problems though.
Matt just turned off the light and wants me to stop blogging. So I guess I’ll continue this. Besides, one of the cats is making biscuits next to me and snagging me with his claws, and the other one is purposefully trying to bite my fingers and get me with his claws. Stupid playful kitties. Why can’t they just play with each other? Geez.
No Promises This Time 