Showing posts with label rain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rain. Show all posts

Monday, February 25

A Duck Day

I know it's unusual for me to do two posts in one day, but it's my blog and
.
So.
I feel like this has been my motto today:
.
"Why?" you ask?
Okay, you didn't ask, but I'm anticipating your asking.
Because I just knew it was going to rain today.
And I wore flats.
My feet were SOAKED within an hour.
My jeans were SOAKED six inches on the bottom.
I made sure my umbrella was in the car when I left the house . . . and then forgot it in the car at school.
I ended up sloshing through grass and unavoidable puddles.
Ugh.
I love beaches.
And pools.
And water in general.
But not rain.
Not while I'm not inside.
Because I do care.
And I'm not a duck.
But renaming this "The Daft Duck" might get the point across.
I won't; I rather like this name.
But still. . .

Monday, February 4

Silence is Boring


Okay, I dunno about y'all . . . but I can't sleep with just silence. 
I can't. I've tried. And tried very hard.
People are like "Just don't think about anything".
I . . . I can't. 
Therein lies le problemo.
I went through a phase where I needed a CD of a thunderstorm.
Our CD player broke, so that ended up being a quiet . . . year or so.
Then when I bought my iPad, it was back on.
Plus, I had bought a beach sound, a river sound, and owls and crickets. 
Works great.
I love it.
It usually takes me about two hours to fall asleep on my own.
And that's on a good day.
When I have that stuff playing . . . it's about thirty minutes.
Am I the only one who has this issue?

Monday, October 29

Cold Front?

Cold front?!
More like a "cold front, back, sides, and middle"!
It's freezing!
But yes, I'm counting my blessings: we're not dealing with what the Yankees are, and I'm grateful for that, and I'm praying for them, especially since we've got family up there.
But shoot . . . for the past five days, my weather app on my phone has been going crazy. 
Thursday it went ballistic in a class (even though it was on silent) and said we were getting a tropical cyclone. 
Well.
That was the driest cyclone I've ever seen in my life.
It said we have coastal flood advisories, rip tide statements, and whole load of utter "not here-ness". 
Oh well. 
At least now that it's almost winter it feels like fall . . .

Thursday, July 19

A Loooooooooooooong Day

Well, I got my work out today . . . at work.
I was asked to come in an hour early to install some blinds.
The instructions said it would take 15 minutes.
Remember that. That's important.
I told my boss it would probably take about half an hour.
. . .
Right . . .
So, the instructions were very poorly written . . . I was given two different types of screws and they never said which screws were for what, so I had to take an educated guess. I think I was right . . .
Anyhow, I had to drill holes before putting in the screws, and I followed the directions which said to use a 1/16 bit. That seemed to be way too small, but only after we forced about five screws into the holes.
Once we got the holder-thingys up, we tried getting the actual blinds in.
Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooh my goshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
These kinds of blinds are cut to your specific needs in Lowe's. Apparently my boss asked for 62". She got 62 3/4".
Doesn't sound like much, but when you're trying to slide a metal box into a fixed space . . . IT MATTERS.
So she says that somebody needs to go back to Lowe's and have it recut. I'm the only one not really needed at the office, so I volunteered. She was fine with it until we remembered my car's still in the shop. She then decided I could use hers, but then she was like "Hey, no, wait, you had that really bad accident a while ago!"
(It was actually three years ago, but I understand her reluctance.)
She made me promise to be very careful and then gave me the keys.
Hahaha, POWER!!!
So, I go to Lowe's and just as I pull up . . . it starts raining.
Great.
I end up lugging this huge, heavy thing into Lowe's, holding it for like half an hour while somebody else's blinds are being cut (which is totally fine; they were there first) and I finally get it cut.
I go back to work and TA-DA! it slides right in.
PRAISE. THE LORD.
So, once the blinds are up, I tried to lower them.
And tried.
And tried . . .
After 20 minutes of messing with it (including taking it down again), we finally got it working.
This whole process took like three and a half HOURS.
Fifteen minutes . . .
Pfft, yeah, right!