Last night there were unending warnings of the severe storms headed our way. Warnings. Discussions of hail and tornadoes.
Today, the sky was filled with dark threatening clouds and distant thunder rumbled for most of the afternoon. The warnings continued unabated, a tracking of the storms, and when they were supposed to hit right down to the minute.
We had things to do, so I did my polyurethaning while Tim did his things.
It started to sprinkle, and we had to stop work. Tim had seen a hot water heater on sale at (you guessed it) Lowes, and had bought it for another house. It was still on the truck, so we hauled it to where it needed to go. By the time we were done, it had stopped raining.
"Huh," said Tim.
We worked until nearly 6 and came home to eat our salads in front of the news, just to catch the weather. The storms were coming. Tornado warnings for 4 or 5 counties, but not ours. But the storms were supposed to be baddies. Everyone was on high alert, and it was all anyone could talk about.
Tim put his cell phone on the charger just in case the power went out. I was vacuuming. When I shut the vacuum down, I heard the tornado siren. I was a little surprised, since the tornado warning was not for our county.
I stayed in the kitchen washing dishes with the door open. I figured that I would hear a tornado coming, early enough to get us both down to the basement, but I heard nothing, and the siren stopped. It wasn't even raining.
I got on the Emergency facebook page to see what was going on. There were a bunch of very nervous people trying to figure out what was going on. Should they seek cover? Had a tornado been sighted?
The response came. The warning was for Forest County, not us. Forest County is an hour's drive from here. Why in the world would you sound a tornado siren for people not even within earshot, scaring the socks off the people who were within earshot?