When the storms of life hit — you’d better learn to duck
Wow. In the city where I live, I feel lucky right now. We had something like 15 hours of severe weather entertain, amuse, and amaze us overnight Monday. It wasn't pretty, and it was certainly more amazing than amusing. The bad news is that many people suffered serious property loss and damage from tornadoes and thunderstorms (wind, rain, flooding, terrible hail, the works), and two people were killed. The good news is we only had to worry about a sump pump repair and about 30 hours of lost telephone service and Internet access.
Which is part of the reason I'm sitting on this public library stool that hurts my behind like cheap discount furniture might instead of leaning over my "Tablemate" laptop stand in my recliner. I had to hang around home for the sump pump repair guy all day yesterday and, lacking either dial up or DSL, I was unable to be here with you? Did you miss me?
I learned from all this mayhem that 1) our part of town was blessed with little more than heavy rain and wind, 2) my son's house seems to be located where the tornadoes lift back into the atmosphere in their onward skip toward the eastern Ozarks, and, 3) I'm thankful for our public library with free WIFI, in spite of their hard chairs.
Most of all, I'm thankful all over again to be alive and see the sun shine today. It was a long night for us all on Monday.
[tags]severe weather, storms, tornadoes, thunderstorms, property damage, just a guy who reads the papers[/tags]
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