The great flood seems to have come again. Who knew 2010 would be the year for the East Coast to flood away. I am currently seeking donations of wood, money, and food to build a necessary boat to stay afloat and dry during this weather. Well.... at least a decent, wind-durable, dry, user-friendly, extra large, umbrella would do alright, I guess.
All jokes aside, Boston is really flooding people. The streets are flooding, as in the sides of the road are gushing water, cars are spewing it ten feet in the air when they drive through it. The parks are water logged, as in they are now ponds for the ducks to swim in - sorry, no more spring league baseball kids, we are starting a swimming pool club at the park instead. The street drains and man holes have become over taken by water.... too much to handle, so there is only one place for the water to go... up. Old Faithful has now relocated to the Boston streets.... come one and all to see it spew... go to any major intersection, bring rain boots, a rain coat, a water proof camera, and a working umbrella (see notes on umbrella requirements above).
You might as well soap up, shampoo your hair, and walk outside for your shower. After my run tonight, my feet were prune-y from being inside my "shoes turned lakes".... I had to wring my clothes out dry in the bathtub, I had to fill my shoes with newspaper... My windows are leaking water from all angles, the apartment main door is dripping constantly - thus drenching and soaking the carpet (this is a separate story to mention what a lovely, fantastic, user-friendly, clean, and up-beat, apartment building I live in... NOT). Every time I leave to go walk outside, you think one would learn after the first time that the door holds water and when you open it, that water splashes all over you... nope, definitely haven't caught on yet. Every single darn time I open the door it dumps all over me... too bad no one is here to laugh at me... OH BROTHER.
Walking to the gym this morning I was wearing long pants, running shoes, a long sleeve shirt, and a rain coat. I had a bag packed with extra clothes and socks because I knew it would be wet... But, the bag was going to soak through, so I had to put the backpack on, then my rain coat. It looked like I was pregnant out my back... fashion loses all statement when it rains like this... there is simply nothing you can do to prevent yourself from looking like a wet, soaking wet, soaking soaking wet dog when you go outside... even the hood can't protect you. It was not a pretty day for me.
Mother... I owe you one. The rain boots may, just may have been a worthy purchase...
Here's to some dry weather... (they say it's supposed to last until Tuesday morning, and then rumor has it, the sun might actually make an appearance... I'll let you know, but until then, STAY DRY.)
