A Short Trip

Last night was a noisy one. I woke several times with the rain pounding on the roof. It had to be coming down hard because it’s difficult to hear anything with the windows and doors shut. I didn’t stay awake but went right back off to sleep.

Today was my appointment with the pulmonologist. It was beautiful and sunshiny. I’d seen an extended weather report on Facebook that said there would be storms for the next week. It certainly didn’t look that way.

I had my breakfast, eating the last of the blueberries. ALDI had them on sale for 99 cents a pint and I knew we’d stop there on the way back. There were a couple of other things I wanted to get, too, and I was sure I’d find other goodies to add.

Cuz had asked what time I wanted to leave. I’d allowed an hour and a half to get to the office since parking is always a problem. She was here about 15 minutes earlier than that. I was ready, all but my shoes. She came in while I was putting them on.

It had clouded up and started raining just before she’d come over but it wasn’t coming down hard. She had her umbrella and I had mine and we started off. Just as I got in the van, the skies opened up and it started pouring.

Here we were, in the van, and it came a gully-washer. Hail was peppering everything. Cuz paused so I could have prayer before we left.

We pulled out of the driveway and made it out to the highway. It was still coming down hard but visibility was still good. The farther we went, the worse it got. Finally, it was so bad, we were slowed to a crawl behind a pickup truck and could barely see 10 feet ahead. I’ve never seen a harder rain.

“If I’d known this, I would have called and rescheduled.” Cuz asked if I wanted to go on and I said, “No.” There was no use to risk life and limb for a routine check. We came to a side road where she could turn around and we came home. Come to find out, Cuz was glad not to go because she had been sick half the night last night. She thought it was something she ate but her construction partner thought it was from being out in the sun most of the day.

The closer we got, the better the weather was. When we got to the house, it had slacked off considerably. I got out of the van and waded (literally) to the house. The water in the yard came up into my shoes.

I called the doctor’s office and left voice mail that I would need to reschedule my appointment due to bad weather between here and there. Later, I was able to get through and do just that.

Cuz came over after a half hour or so and brought the bags we’d planned to use at ALDI. She sat down and we visited for a little while until it started clouding up again. She left before it poured.

After that downpour, it cleared off and was beautiful. I almost talked myself into going to town and getting the few things I hadn’t bought yesterday. I wasn’t successful, though. It’s just as well. From the weather map, town was never quite out of the rain. And then it clouded up and the skies opened yet again.

Chance of rain is 30% tonight and 60% tomorrow. I think this drought is over.

4 Responses to A Short Trip

  1. Mary Jane July 1, 2015 at 7:26 am #

    I wish we could get some of that rain here! We need it badly.

    • Tommie July 1, 2015 at 9:20 am #

      We’ve been hurting lately, too. The rain is welcome. I just wish it would come more softly. Gently.

  2. Lila July 1, 2015 at 7:49 am #

    The word for the weather is definitely – unpredictable! Or maybe – changeable. Anyway, glad your appointment was changeable!

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