Thanks to everyone who expressed concern the other day about the rain and our rooms. I'm sure you can imagine how relieved I was when I came home to find a beautiful blue tarp covering the non-existent roof. OK,it wasn't that beautiful; it was actually a jarringly bright blue piece of plastic. But to me it was a lovely sight to behold, because it meant that everything underneath it was safe enough for now.
To be honest, it wasn't much of a storm really. Oh sure, there was a little thunder and several minutes of downpour, but nothing too serious. Believe me, I've lived through many storms and this one was hardly worth mentioning. So many people make fun of Southern Californians' reactions to rain. The TV news has stories about "storm watch" and flash flood warnings abound. Yet in the 29 years that I have lived here there have only been a handful of times when I have experienced torrential rain that threatened structures and closed roads.
I remember the winter of 1997 when I was teaching in a temporary bungalow during the school remodel and the rains were constant for about a month. The cold temperatures would combine with the half-rate heating in the classroom and it would "rain" inside the room because of the condensation. I remember the El Niño of 1994 when Burbank Blvd in Van Nuys was closed day after day because of floods. I remember one crazy month a few years ago when we had rainy day lunch at school for two weeks in a row and the classes started to smell like mold.
So all in all I'm not going to complain about a few drops of rain on the new construction. Instead I'm focusing on the sunshine each day that brings us one day closer to the day when I can lie in my bed all warm and cosy and listen to the beautiful sound of rain on the roof.
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