I slept in and awoke to the beautiful sound and view of rain falling in the canyon. Snuggled in bed with Lucy and Tulle at either side I had a moment of sheer bliss, and yet again thanked my lucky stars that the bank and I own this amazing house. Wow, wow, wow...OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!
I suddenly realized that my convertible was outside the garage with the top down. I sprinted to the car which was already soaking, put the top up, because I couldn't pull it into the garage. A couple days ago I had to tear apart the garage looking for something and had filled the car's space with a sea of boxes and crap (aka treasures from the past).
I moved in exactly four weeks ago and had committed to getting the garage organized this weekend. It was supposed to be yesterday but after a 3.5 hour hike my body would have none of that. So I jumped into action to organize it as quickly as possible so I could get the car in there and put the top down again so it could dry.
Now I have 11 boxes in my living room. All need to have their contents properly put away where they belong in the house. One of the boxes had to be immediately emptied because its box had already been water-damaged on the bottom. Yes the rain had already made its way into the garage.
I've been waiting for the plumber to have time to put a drain outside the garage to avoid rain damage like this, but he's been busy. So, this whole rain-in-the-car debacle was a blessing because I immediately got to work moving the cardboard boxes to the back of the garage. The damaged box (just wet on the bottom) was full of first aid supplies.
My dad's business was first aid and rescue supplies, and he loved nothing more than keeping me safe, sound and happy. Therefore I have a ton of first aid supplies. I ran in the house and dumped the contents of the box into a big basket. The basket wasn't quite big enough so a bunch of stuff fell at my feet including... Cortaid for poison oak!
Yesterday's amazing 3.5 hour hiking trails were lined with poison oak which the girls brushed against many times. Look how innocent they look in this photo!
As soon as my friends left after the hike yesterday, I bathed the girls, and threw all my clothes in the washer, but apparently not fast enough (again, racing nature) to avoid the poison sinking in. My dad always had the magic elixir for body, heart and mind. One week ago would have been his 77th birthday. He's still giving me gifts.
Today's race with nature had some fun rewards.
