I woke up to a thunderstorm so noisy that at first I thought someone might be breaking into our house. Once I woke up a little bit, saw all the lightning and turned off my bedside fan, I realized what was going on and decided to get up to a) enjoy the show and b) get my blog entry done in case the power went out.
It's been raining a LOT lately. July was dry and extremely hot. For a while, our yard looked like a vast field of toothpicks. All through August it's been raining frequently, particularly for the last couple of weeks. I work on the 14th floor of a downtown building, so I enjoy a good thunderstorm view, but dread those days when it's just grey and gloomy from dusk to dawn.
Then there's the humidity. All this rain hasn't really done much to lower the temperature, it's just made it almost impossible to breathe outside. I often walk several blocks to lunch and lately it's been a little alarming how short of breath I am by the time I get back to the office. I hate to say it, but I'm about ready for autumn to kick in.
This morning's storm is sure to do bad things to my commute, but fortunately I was planning to leave early anyway. I have Cagey's baby shower invitations to mail, a credit union run to make and maybe I'll even treat myself to a Cafe Americano at Starbucks if I have time.
But first, I think I'll sit here for a few more minutes and watch the storm.