I was driving my mom to the hospital in Tallahassee because my dad’s staying there for a few days. Just before I got to 6th Avenue and US 27, Monday’s afternoon storm hit. It couldn’t have waited for the final eight or ten blocks? Visibility was near-zero, windshield wipers front and back were flying and gobs of rain fell until I got into the parking garage. Then, of course, I let mom out so she wouldn’t get wet.
The rain had flooded the garage and rain came up and over my shoes, so I had to walk with soggy feet. The only parking spot I could find was one car space out of the garage up on the top, uncovered deck. Just in the space of time it took me to pass by the car parked next to me, I got soaked. By the time I got down to the Atrium for that long, long, long walk through the hospital to get to the ‘B’ elevators, I was not only soaking wet but chilled to the bone to boot. They must keep that building at sub-zero to freeze out any germs.
It seems like the last couple of weeks, our pretty normal summer afternoon storms have made for some havoc-causing drivers on the highways. I’m just glad we got there safely, and that the storm passed through before we had to drive in the reverse direction. It really wore me out!
During all of this, we had family company. It was great to see them and have them over for dinner! It’s a good thing Rick and I can whip up some kind of dinner for six in almost no time. He and I cooked Saturday evening. Rick and his sister Sue cooked Sunday. By Monday night everyone was worn out, so we made it into a pizza night. Thankfully that night was all about paper plates so we didn’t have to do another dishwasher load. It was hotdogs for sure Tuesday – something easy and filling, another no-dishes night!