Near miss

Last night there were storms incoming but they still decided to try to get volleyball in. It started to ran lightly as we heard the lightning alarms by the nearby schools go off. We determined the lightning was miles away so we kept playing. I was just walking back from retrieving a ball when I saw a blinding flash in my peripheral vision. Without thinking I instantly crouched down and covered my ears, anticipating the booming crack that arrived almost immediately. We all scattered from the court area to a nearby shelter. The close strike brought torrential rain with it.

We stood around for maybe 20 minutes hoping it would relent but there was no such luck. Instead it intensified and was blowing sideways. I was already wet so I said f it and crossed the parking lot to my truck in the midst of the downpour. By the time I got behind the wheel I was dripping wet and still sandy, a wonderful combination. We only got about a game and a half in which honestly I was ok with. I forgot my pre-play dose of ibuprofen so it was not going to be a great time for me if it went the full two hours.

The drive home was downright treacherous with sheets of rain and flooded areas on the roads. I was glad I was in the truck. Elsa of course was petrified from the storms. I found her hiding in the guest bathtub when I got home.

This weekend I have my gun safety course on Saturday as a hard must do. There are a number of should do’s as well. The water spilling over the edge of the gutters was a strong visual reminder that I need to clean them out and install the leaf guards I bought.