Sunday

I was glad to have slept well and didn't get up until 5:00. Took my weekly pill, stripped the bed, washed and remade, did the crossword (a good one), and otherwise busied my self. I did a few more things I've been neglecting (story of my life!) and was interested to see the wet stuff coming down outside. It started about 10:00 am and good grief, went on all day. 

Left: Next to the foliage used to be a slight separation area between the grass and the building; now it's a veritable over-flowing stream.

Left: From my kitchen window. Next to the gate isn't a stream--more like a river.

Noreen and I had planned to go to Poor Things today, but looking out at the deluge, I called and we arranged to postpone to next Wednesday when and will go to the Regency, closer to me.  We'll meet for lunch at noon, attend the movie at 3:50, and I'll get the Access Van home Speaking of vans, I need to call today for the Uber van to take me to Primary Medical tomorrow when I meet with Natalie, the P.A., to go over my meds. 

Spent time on a pleasant task: roasting my signature (doesn't that sound grandiose?) tomato/onion/garlic/oil/vinegar/Italian seasoning dish. 

Suzanne called to see if my patio was flooded--not at all and the plant area is absorbing well. She had had a bible study scheduled at the church, but they did it on Zoom. I told her about Frank and she offered her condolences, then I called Vickie; she did the same and we had a good talk. 

 (See the following entry, also.)