So after all the excitement of the no show aide, who failed to show again this evening, now I wonder when the heck she thought she was supposed to come here, and having Handsome Son kindly come out from work to let me get out and see my friend, I finally made it out of the house, after a big rainstorm.
Which was bigger than I had realized, since I discovered that ALL the roads between here and her house were not only flooded, but had police activity stopping people from attempting to cross. I tried three different routes, all foiled by high waters, and police cruisers with flashing lights.
Around here flooded roads are no joke, since our water table is so close to the surface, and the network of waterways so intense, that the power of a flood is much greater than it appears, and it's fatally easy to be washed off the road and downstream on what appears to be just a sort of flooded intersection.
So, after all our planning, an act of God stopped us from having our evening shindig.
And all I can say is that I thought God would have better things to do than send a massive flood to stop two nice old ladies from having a cup of tea together.
Sometimes God is just an obnoxious old bitch. :-/ I'm sorry your plans didn't work out.
ReplyDeleteGod has awarped sense of humour. Back there giggling with the other gods..now what can we send to do her in today. rotten lot. keep knitting..that'll teach 'em
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry.
ReplyDeleteOh phooey - however, if you want to look at it a different way, perhaps God sent a flood to keep you from getting into some other sort of difficulty...just a thought!
ReplyDeleteI'm so sorry things didn't work out! Maybe next time. Wonder what's up with the substitute caregiver?
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