Bad weather seems to be following us around lately. Throughout our entire trip south and back, there was rain. Jesse, Matt’s little brother and one half of our house sitting duo, texted me on Thursday to tell me the sun was shining and everything was beautiful at home. We enjoyed about three hours of glorious warmth upon our return, and then the next day, woke up to pounding rain.
Sometime Saturday evening/Sunday morning, a severe thunderstorm moved into the area while we were sleeping. Late Sunday morning, I was sitting in the office when Matt called out from the living room:
“Have you read the warning?!”
“No… what warning?”
And then he proceeded to read off something from Environment Canada that included the words “severe”, “hail”, “tornado”, and “take cover”.
I looked outside and the sky was dark. My immediate reaction? I have to go to work.
Yeah, I know — severe weather warning and I want to get out of my pajamas, get in the car, and sit in my rickety office. Thing is, I was gone all week and our office tends to be hot upstairs, cold downstairs. My boss’s office is upstairs, as is mine, and I know he has a tendency to open my window. I was imagining my office flooded with rain, much like our home office. So off I went, promising Matt I would come home if there were tornadoes.
This is what it looked like when I got in my truck.
By the time I got to the office (which is all of a five-minute drive) it looked like this — not a huge improvement, I know, but still… what tornadoes? what hail? what thunderstorm, for that matter?
The weatherman cried wolf. And my office was bone-dry.
While I was there, though, I ended up finishing up some of the work I had left behind unexpectedly last week, so I guess that’s the silver lining to the imaginary raincloud. Thanks, Environment Canada, for motivating me to do my job! Later on in the night they sent out another warning, and this time, the rain happened:
There was all kinds of lightning and thunder after it got dark, until everything died down around bedtime.
What’s the weather like where you are? I’d love to live vicariously through someone who’s actually getting some sunlight…