It's now looking like Saturday could be my best chance to go shopping without getting caught in the rain, but I don't know if I'll be able to arrange transportation. If not, maybe I'll get lucky and Sunday afternoon won't be too wet. Considering how rainy this season has been, my luck has been good so far. I think I got caught in only one downpour, and the car was not too far from the supermarket door, and the load of groceries small enough to be stashed in the trunk quickly. But then I had to sit in the car for a few minutes waiting for the rain to ease up after I got home, so I wouldn't be washed away trying to get from the car to the house. That was an intense cloudburst. The coming storm probably won't produce anything so violent.
But I have to get on with things now. I still haven't fixed anything for dinner, and the cookies I ate to stave off a blood sugar crash are wearing off. It's going to be microwave night again. Most nights are microwave nights anymore. If I were Catholic I'd have to light a candle for whatever saint is the patron of the Microwave. I'd surely be in dire straits without it.