I was supposed to pick up my 15-year old grandson from the bus stop at 3p yesterday afternoon. He sent me a reminder text because I was running late. It was pouring down rain and our street was flooded. I could barely see through the windshield and that was before it began to fog up. My car nearly ended up in a ditch and after numerous delays and detours I finally made it, although an hour late. Also, my texts apparently didn’t go through so he had no idea where I was – good reason to be upset. The ride share system that he has access to was also not available under the circumstances, so he was wet and mad once he got in the car. 

We typically have afternoon showers here in Southwest Florida, but this deluge was the worst I’ve experienced since moving here. Plus, it didn’t stop for hours. Hopefully, it will be clear when I pick him up today. Running conditions were comfortable this morning but my stomach had me on the toilet once I got out of bed. I decided to shorten the course to the minimum mile. More and more often, I find an excuse to take the easy way out, searching for the motivation to keep going. My legs are heavy and unstable so every step is a challenge. 

After getting my grandson home dry and safely this afternoon, my wife and I intend to go to the movies. Our Regal Unlimited passes are not paying off with all the travel we’ve been doing. There’s also not much out to see right now, but we’ve got to try and get our money’s worth. After the movie, we’ll go to dinner as part of “Date Night,” another deposit into the Love Bank.