For the past couple of hours I have listened to distant thunder rumble. In a spirit of prayer, I have breathed in and out – please.
The sky darkened. A few large raindrops fell. The deluge began.
It’s a wonderful rain. It’s the kind of rain they record for those nature CDs one is supposed to listen to for calming of the spirit and mind.
I have the big white floor fan parked in front of the patio door and myself parked 6” in front of it. I am not nauseated by heat for the first time in days. I am also drinking my first cup of coffee in this house of the past 8 days.
Oh yes…there’s almost a chill in here. Almost.
To keep the heat down as much as possible in the house, I have kept lights off and appliances (especially the dryer) off. The house is very dark and I finally turned on the dragonfly lamp the better to see my coffee cup lest I dribble coffee on the keyboard.
It’s been a bad technology week and I don’t need Something Else. During a fit of heat stroke, I had a tantrum upon calling my DSL provider and what with one thing and another scissored my DSL connection. It was an accident. In the hideous heat that was yesterday, I dangled out the second floor of my window running new DSL line. While I’m very tickled at my ability to figure out how to do this (seemingly correctly), I am very ashamed of my tantrum. I seldom lose such control of my emotions and the venom I spewed all over the woman at Frontier Communications was unprovoked and undeserved. The accidental scissoring of my DSL connection was, I’m convinced, instant karma.
The rain has already slowed down. I was once told that big raindrops heralded a fast, intense storm. I hope that is not the case; otherwise this storm will prove to just make conditions worse.
The sky is clearing and the rain has stopped. I can still hear distant thunder.
I cannot bear much more of this heat.
I have solaced myself by telling myself everyone used to live without air conditioning. And did so while wearing unbelievable amounts of clothes. I have consoled myself by telling myself that millions still live without air conditioning. I have chided myself for not doing yoga because it’s too hot when the practice originated in a country that is the Mother of Hot. I have read myself the riot act for my incessant whining about it. I have told myself this is the last July 25th I will spend without air conditioning.
I have had quite the conversation with My Self. When it’s all said, there is me and there is heat. We’re going to have to learn to live together – at least for another month or two.
I can still hear thunder, but the sun is shining and the fan that just a moment ago nearly chilled me is now merely circulating hot air.
I can still hear thunder.
Addendum: My DSL connection is not fixed. My original assessment, prior to the tantrum, was correct. Everytime it rains, my DSL goes out. I was no sooner ready to upload this post than it went out again. I have a dozen or so posts sitting on the hard drive that never got uploaded due to my intermittant DSL problems. I called Frontier, kept my emotions in check, and went through the long ugly history of my whole-house filter, line noise, and inability to reach Cyberia when it rains.
As for the rain. It petered out and then a gentle misting replaced the storm of a few hours ago. I’m using the time of comparative coolness to tackle laundry. The dryer is heating the house to nearly the temperature it was prior to the rain. I hate being a grownup.