April 2nd, 2019

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Fooled By the Clock

Lost track of time again. I was thinking it was around ten o'clock, and here it is going on midnight. Maybe the rain that has been falling for the last hour or so lulled me. It was gray but dry most of the morning, and then when I went out this afternoon to use my bonus points at Kmart (I got a pair of pants for something like seventy cents out of pocket) I ended up getting sprinkled on. It was not bad. I used to walk in heavy rain all the time in Los Angeles, though I was much younger then. It was nice to have a little memory jogger of what it was like.

I've got another set of Kmart bonus points expiring tomorrow (maybe another pair of pant, though they'' be slightly more expensive), plus a good discount coupon for one item at CVS (I'm thinking round oven-safe glass pan) so I'm hoping for at least a brief dryish period. There'snow word on whether I'll be able to get to Safeway tomorrow, but if I don't I'll be missing a few pretty good deals. It might be just as well if I do,though, since I have so little cupboard and refrigerator to put stuff in.

I haven't thought beyond tomorrow at all. It should clear up by Wednesday, and I ought to try to do something a bit more adventurous than I've done so far. I still haven't gone to downtown Chico, which isn't all that far away, and I've been here going on five months. I also haven't yet tried the cheap lunch special they have at the Chinese restaurant that is less than a quarter of a mile walk from here. If I getup early enough and remember to do it, I might do that later this week.

A number of fire cats were brought in by the trappers over the weekend, and were posted on the Internet today, but again none of them are mine. It's getting very depressing to be looking at so many pictures of traumatized cats I've never met. I can't take a break from it, though, since I never know when one of mine might show up.

I'm going to go eat a couple of squares of Belgian chocolate, read for a wile, and listen to the rain. It's going to be summer soon, and I ought to store up memories of the cool weather to see me through the months of hellish central valley heat.
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Enough, Already!

We had a flood tonight. It was exhausting. The thunderstorm that brought it was spectacular, and the downpours furious and prolonged, and my small backyard became a pond that began seeping under the sliding glass door. Another pond formed in the driveway and parking lot, but didn't quite top the front door sill. The water coming from the back spread through much of the apartment, and all five of my area rugs are at las partly saturated. I've gone through our rolls of paper towels since I no longer have a supply of rags to sop up spills with, all of them having burned. Neither do I have a real mop. Eventually I resorted to sweeping water into a dustpan an tossing it own th sink or, once the rain let up and the ponds receded, out the door. I've pretty much wrecked my knees and back with all the bending and stooping.

Early in the storm I was about to call the property managers to let hem know that the leak in the ceiling had opened up again, and it wasn't until then that I noticed the water seeping under the back door. But the managers had heard about the flooding in the area and called me first, an I told them about the leakage, and was told they would be by tomorrow to see about fixing some sort of drainage for the back yard. It wasn't until after that that the flooding got really bad, so they have an unpleasant surprise in store when they get here tomorrow. I couldn't tell where the water pooling in the kitchen and at the door to the bedroom was coming from, since th floor was dry between those places and the back door, but then I noticed that water was bubbling up between the cracks of the floor boards when I stepped on the adjacent boards, so the water had gone under the floor and was flowing all over the apartment there.

I'm hoping the damage to the floor is not too great, and that the undersides can dry out without being removed. If they have to take the flooring up it's going to be terribly disruptive, and I've had enough disruption to last me a very long time already. Anyway, I haven't done much for the last couple of hours by try to get the place fairly dry, and I'm still not done. I haven't even had any dinner yet, and I'm hungry and worn out. I'm going to use up the rest of my paper towels, make a bowl of ramen, and then go to bed. It's supposed to be dry tomorrow, but more rain is likely the subsequent three days. I'm not looking forward to it.