You would think that by now I would have learned to make sure that all the windows in all of the vehicles are rolled up at night whether or not the weather man has the word “rain” anywhere near to coming out of his mouth. I got to get a good amount of outside chores taken care of today and it about killed me by the time I finished getting things done and finished putting everything up and away.
As much as I was tired out, I was still in a good enough mood not to worry about the window situation. And knowing that the weather man didn’t say so much as a word about rain, I just got myself inside to a big, iced cold, glass of iced tea, a warm shower when I heard a huge rolling thunder headed our way and the car and truck windows were the last thing on my mind. Too bad that first thing this morning I sat down into a wet and mushy car seat. I do believe I don’t have to say anything else, am I right?