We were supposed to have three days of thunderstorms, starting today at 3. We were about 1/3 of the way through getting the subfloor down. It was hot and it was humid, so we took a break in the afternoon, but we headed back up in the evening after supper and worked until dark. We stayed there over night, and got back to it early this morning. We had it done and tarped for the coming weather by lunch time before the real heat and humidity kicked in.
We headed home and the shower felt good. (And yes, I propped my feet up). I have drunk an unbelievable amount of water today, plus two very large glasses of unsweetened iced tea. I'm still thirsty.
The storms that were supposed to hit were pushed back until 9 PM. It is 10 now, and we have not seen hide nor hair of these storms. The latest update is calling for them at 6 AM tomorrow.
It just reinforces my belief: If I prepare for an emergency, there is no emergency. Since we're all prepared for bad weather, there will be no bad weather.
(Late edit: Just to prove that point, it is 7AM. Now it looks like we might get rain at one and that there is a "marginal" chance of severe weather today. See? Prepare for the worst, and the worst will not happen. My philosophy of life.
Tim has been grumbling about my car having no air conditioning. He bought a kit to recharge it. We went out for supper tonight. Tim said, "I don't know how people manage traveling in a car with no airconditioning." I said, "That's it. It's official. We're old, aren't we?"
Strangest thing. My phone keeps switching its keyboard to Spanish. I only notice this when AC changes my word to Spanish (and becomes anda for example.) Then I go into my settings and change my keyboard back to English. At first I thought it was something I was inadvertantly doing, but as it continues, I really don't think so.
That ever happen to anyone else?
William is away until Tuesday night. It's a strange feeling.