There was a time not that long ago, if a hint of rain was expected, I’d never leave the house. My iPhone frequently warns me showers are imminent poking my acute phobia about getting wet in its side.
Like Carmela, the Basset Hound, I HATE it. To be damp and squeaky, your tights clinging making you resemble licorice leaving imaginary dye along your thighs.
However, in her twilight years things have changed.
I suit up like a Navy Seal and head to the park ready to do battle with any cloud.
Take this morning when I came downstairs my doorman bleating caution…it’s gonna storm. I wouldn’t go if I were you.
Yet, with my hoodie in place, I took off in a sprint determined to run my 4 miles even if the monsoons came.
There were few Seals out there, but those who were had their hoodies up sparing with Mother Nature who I believe likes when you go toe-to-toe.
That’s when she cuts you a break, because though misty and cool, a wetness in the air like a coming attraction, the skies didn’t open until I was safely back in my door, worked out breathless and dry… 
all hoodies up.
SB
No rain here! All sunshine and butterflies! Sometimes my husband alters his plan because of an impending weather event. Sometimes it’s snow but it can be a downpour too. I’ve learned that life is too short to try to schedule around Mother Nature. Just buckle up and brave it! Then stop for a Starbucks!
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Like Bill Hicks used to say…it’s just fucking water. 🙂
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🙂
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99% of the things we worry about never come to pass and, if they do, they are not as devastating as we thought. Congrats on overcoming your fear of rain. My stroke put a few of mine to rest.
Scott
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wow, phobias fascinate me, and this is a perfect example. thank you for sharing; you are a joy to follow ❤
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I think many people have all sorts of phobias. Right foot left foot.
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Absolutely
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I had the opposite happen this morning on the way to work. It absolutely poured until I got to work and then it slacked off. It’s been alternating blue skies and rain all day.
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Were you wearing your hoodie? Never leave home without it. 🙂
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Susannah, we know how it works. If we’re prepared for the rain, it doesn’t come. It waits to catch us unaware. I carry a magic umbrella while substitute teaching. If I carry it inside, no rain. If I leave it in the car, you guessed it.
I, too, abhor getting wet. It’s because of my bangs. The rest of my hair is curly, so no harm done. But my bangs can NOT get wet. Ever! As a teen I mastered the art of jumping off a dock into the water and never getting my head under the water. I spread my arms and legs like a leaping frog. Not the most graceful jump, but the result was worth it.
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I love your stories. I have a clear vision of you, long and lean, lanky and happy, popping off that dock like Ester Williams. 🙂
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I’m not a fan of rain and a bad hair day, especially when the sun comes out after I look like a drowned rat and I can hear Mother Nature laughing like one of those mean girls in highschool.
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Like the Pink Ladies, from Grease…:)
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