This morning, the weather app on my phone showed the little cloud with a lightning bolt icon at 7:00, at noon, and later in the day. I made sure the umbrella was in my work bag, but decided against a raincoat due to the heat and humidity.
For most of the morning, the weather app in the toolbar on
the computer at work claimed it was raining or would be very soon. The forecast
had people in our office checking out the window frequently while planning trips
outside to pick up coffee, lunch, or run errands. It didn’t rain. Or if it did,
we somehow missed it. The most we got was a mix of clouds and sun.
The not stormy night sky at 8:45pm. |
A supper salad of chopped cabbage, carrots, broccoli and green
pepper with mayonnaise dressing was assembled and some was eaten. The kitchen
mess was cleaned up. Netflix shows were watched. Phones and laptops were
charged in case of a power failure. Hours later, the sky holds some regular, non-menacing clouds and there
hasn’t been a raindrop in sight.
I feel a little cheated, having been mentally prepared once again
for exciting weather and getting nothing of note. The pattern this summer seems
to be a promise of rain or a potentially spectacular storm, preparations are
made, and then nothing happens. It’s been a little like the infamous boy who cried
wolf, except in this case it’s the weather person who cried rain, thunder, and lightning.
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