Rainy Night In Georgia

I feel like I’m growing gills and fins.

More accurately, I guess that I should say that I feel like I need to grow gills and fins based on the weather we’ve enjoyed over the past four days.

IT’S STILL RAINING TONIGHT.

We’ve had this persistent area of high pressure lying north of us causing a nice easterly fetch of wind, and the nearby Atlantic Ocean is soaking us with moist air. You can see the rain showers and thunderstorms forming just a few miles offshore on the weather radar. One minute the sun is shining, and the next minute its pouring rain—two or three inches every 24 hours.

The temperatures continue to be unseasonably warm—in the mid 80’s—but using the swimming pool is impossible because of the rain. I also discovered that the pool filter pump was broken last weekend, so I’m crying on my soggy flip flops as I sit inside looking out the window and pouting.

Now we have a “tropical disturbance” sitting southeast of us over the northern Bahamas that could develop further and keep the rain coming through the rest of the week. It gets rather exciting when you live just a few feet above the normal sea level and you have a couple of feet of rain in a short period of time.

I know everyone feels really sorry for this poor state of my affairs. Yeah, yeah, I know…I could always take my own advice and move to higher ground.

The rain again washed out my attempt to photograph the combined moonset/sunset opportunity this evening, although I did talk Pat into getting out of her PJ’s long enough to spend a half hour with me looking across the salt marsh hoping that a break in the clouds would provide a photo opportunity. No such luck.

Oh well, I’ll just have to try again later this winter.

Meanwhile, my potential tenant was also a washout. Some people have no clue how to do business, and I’m a magnet for imbeciles and hard luck stories. Yesterday on the telephone I explicitly told this girl what my move in terms were—rent, deposit, etc. She said she wanted the place and arranged to meet me after lunch on Tuesday to make payment and pick up the keys. I spent four hours last night rewriting my rental agreement and I made a special trip to Ace to have extra keys made.

I finally heard from her about 5:30 PM when she called and tried to convince me to allow her to move in by paying only 1/3 of the rent and deposit. I had to tell her no, and now she’s supposed to get back with me when she comes up with the rest of the money. For some reason I don’t have a good feeling about the possibility of a long term business relationship.

Next prospect…