Today for the first time in three days, it stopped raining and we saw blue skies. This has been a biblical storm the likes of which I have never seen and probably will never see again. Colorado is not known for long-lasting storms. We are known for snow in the morning and sun in the afternoon melting it away. This was just such an anomaly! I live in a high spot and it didn’t flood here so I really wasn’t prepared for what I would see when I ventured out, but I tried to go see Dr. Drugs today. I got about two blocks away, and the road to Dr. Drugs’ office was closed. It was covered in mud and debris. It looked like a natural disaster had hit! And then…I realized…it had! I circled around and tried to take another route…and hit another set of closed roads. I thought of another route, but I was too worried about getting stranded somewhere, so I just turned around and came home.
The biggest concern I have now are these loud cracking noises coming from the ceiling. What the hell is that? I’m kind of afraid that the roof is going to fall in on me. But, rationally, I think I would have more of a warning, like water damage, and cracks. You just don’t know what twelve inches of rain does to a building.
Anyhoo, i guess I will spend another quiet evening at home. Fortunately my mood has brightened up a bit, the crying jags have let up and I’m beginning to feel like a human being again. I think it’s hormones. I started taking hormone replacement therapy about a week ago and I think it’s kicking in. Fucking crazy mysterious brains. I guess I will just be grateful for the break in the storm (both inward and outward). Peaches!
P.S… just in case you haven’t gotten enough disaster-footage, here is a pic taken about a 1/4 mile from my house. This is normally a busy road with cars buzzing along. It’s completely impassible now. The rushing river on the right was previously an open field.