Debby can leave any time now. At first I was pretty relaxed about the rain, winds, and so forth. In fact, overall I'm a fan of wild weather which is probably a good thing considering I live in Florida and made it through the 2004 hurricane season where my area of the state was pummeled by three (count 'em, three -- Charley, Frances, and Jeanne) hurricanes within 6 weeks.
I also literally rode out Opal in 1995 up in Alabama in one of the city's patrol cars (back in my reserve police days), and the next morning I got the call from our Lt. after about 4 hours sleep to come in for damage surveying. It was a long 36+ hours. But I wouldn't have missed it for the world.
All that said, I never personally suffered major damage from any of these storms. Sure, a cracked window there, a roof vent flying off here... but nothing major.
And still, thus far it's nothing major, but I draw the line at freaking water spots on my bedroom ceiling.
This storm has gone on about a day too long. Or two. I don't know. What I do know is that I covered my bed (new mattress *headdesk*) and the floor in plastic before leaving for work today, and I'm praying the leaks don't spread. I don't have much hope on that end, though, because there were only two spots when I went to bed last night and by the time I woke up there was a third.
Murphy clearly isn't listening.
Speaking of Murphy, the new trainer seems decent. She's not my original trainer, but we got along fine, she was able to push me, and she's not scary-uber-cutesie even though she's all of five-foot nothing. Bless her. Our plan is to see out this week with the training schedule, and then look at what the switchover to L.A. Fitness brings. They'll either refund my money for my training sessions, or let me continue with her (assuming they keep her on).
So it's still frustrating, but at least we have a workable solution for the moment. Sadly, that "moment" ends July 1st.
Oh well, onward and upward!
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