Rain, Rain, Go Away!

Hey y’all!  I know, I said I wasn’t going to post again until St. Patrick’s Day, but I have to say, it’s been raining in my area for three days now.  The sad part about this three day rain I’m receiving, it’s been an on/off process for the better part of an entire month.  February.  Normally, I don’t have a problem with rain, but this past month has been much rainier than it needs to be.

We were in a drought through the entire summer last year, then winter came and with winter came the end of the year holidays.  No snow because I’m in Central Georgia.  Now, we’re finally getting back into the Spring season, and I swear, Mother Nature is trying to drown us.

No lie.  I stepped outside onto my porch this morning, between my first and second class.  The sun was not yet up or rising for the day, but it was clearly cloudy and raining.  No sooner did I step outside, turn around and shut my screen door, I saw an enormous flash of lightening, bright enough to light up the entire sky as if it’s the middle of the afternoon, and then it was like someone spilled a gigantic bucket of water, or something.  Had temperatures been about 30-40 degrees warmer, I could have had a shower.  Ironically enough, the rapid torrential downpour now taking place was coming down so hard, I didn’t think it could come down any harder, but it did.  In that moment, the rain coming down became so powerful, it was like standing beneath or beside a waterfall.

Since then, the sun has came up, but we can’t see it behind all the gray clouds, and yes, it is still raining, but the rain has let up to a misting drizzle.  My husband took out our garbage this morning, and as he was coming back around to our porch, he told me, each footstep is ‘squish, squish, squish’.  Like the last three days, it’s supposed to rain all day today, so the ground is going to be ‘squish, squish, squish’ for awhile.

Thank goodness I don’t have anywhere I have to be today, or my mood would be worse than what it currently is.  Right now, all I can do is sit around, think, and of course write.  Being stuck indoors is becoming very frustrating, I have to say.

Speaking of writing, my manuscript is steadily building, and very nicely.  I just recently finished and printed “Runaway”, a story about why I ran away after I turned eighteen, and “My All Time Low” which is a story about just that, my all-time low in life.  Dating a guy, moving in with him, and then learning that I should have followed my gut instinct.

While it might be raining outside, at least I have plenty of inside things to do.  Writing, washing laundry, writing, baking muffins, writing, and I have plenty to read.  Maybe I’ll get some sketching done.  I’m currently sketching a piece that’s symbolic of 9/11, and this reminds me of another story I’m rewriting, “Bleeding Patriotism”, about my very first time giving blood.  I was seventeen donating for the victims of 9/11.

Well, it was unexpected, but I’m sure you enjoyed the reading all the same.  Thank you for reading and I’ll post again on St. Patrick’s Day, or the day after because I have a really full schedule on St. Patrick’s Day.  I have three classes in the morning, my daughter has school until noon, I’m cleaning my parent’s house for them, and finally a doctor’s appointment.  See what I mean by a full schedule?

So, again, thanks y’all for reading!  Please, feel free to comment below!

“A Raging Storm to Bring the Spring”

All it took was a strong, loud clap of thunder to wake me from a dream, and bring me to the reality of a thunderstorm.  What a light show!

The noise woke my husband and I out of a sound sleep and scared our daughter slightly senseless.  I don’t know.  Maybe my instincts kicked in, but I didn’t freak out or become nervous like I used to when I was a child.  Instead, I was wandering back and forth between her room and our room watching the skies out the window and listening for hints of possible tornado activity.  One can never be too safe in a storm.

I would say the storm came through our area at it’s strongest (right overhead) around midnight, but our clock read 12:10am when the thunder physically woke me, like a sounding alarm.  As I said, I spent some time walking the hallway between our rooms, but I also watched out my office window, taking a seat on the couch as the lightening was bright enough more often than it wasn’t to light up our entire front yard.  For only a second, it looked like the middle of the day.  I found the view outside our side window that overlooks our largely sloped side yard to be better to watch the sky.  The trees surrounding our property stand so tall, and that wind last night was wicked strong.  In some parts of Georgia, the wind and rain took the siding right off a street of houses.  The houses themselves look to be structurally standing, but they still need help recovering from last night’s raging storm.

I kept watching the sky over our side yard because the view was better.  I admit, it was like a creepy scene in a horror movie.  The whole world being dark right outside your window, until a storm comes rips through on a temper tantrum, lighting the sky with bolts so sharp they make the thunder almost ring instead of rumble–like a tuning fork.  I kept watching for the lightening to light up the sky so I could catch a quick glimpse of the cloud covering, and roughly analyze any activity.  Still a creepy scene.

Luckily, we didn’t have any activity in our immediate area.  It was still one heck of a storm though, and here it is, the first day of Spring!