Yesterday was supposed to be a nice day. The Valley expected rain in the forecast off/on throughout the day, and we know the desert loves to get its water! We also got a surprise with the rain though I don't know if I should call it a present from God or not. I am sure in some ways it is - I just haven't thought it.
It hailed. No, not that little pea-sized teaser that melts within moments of touch earth. I mean IT HAILED. The Youngest and I were back in our office room, my window faces west, and at first I heard some little bits of hail - off the tin roof of the shed, then off the glass. Then it was like kids throwing rocks at windows. I truly worried about my window breaking due to the amount of hail hitting, and the sound of the force it was hitting it with.
I stepped across the house to the front door (faces east) and through the screen saw a large amount of hail just larger than golf balls, slamming everything. You could hear it hitting the metal of cars across the street! I quickly put on video to send to the Wife. After about 10 minutes, it slowly abated; hailstones growing smaller until it was just rain. From the front door I could see the front of my car and the window looked fine, as did the driver side ones. The Son's car on the street I could see the back window and passenger side, and it looked okay.
It was like, "Whew! got through that one!".
The evening rolls on, nothing eventful. Went to bed about 10:30, played a game or two, then was trying to sleep. Lucious, my black cat, was very interested in the window about our bed (odd for him). After several minutes of him tapping the glass, etc. The Wife got up to look out and see what was going on, thinking there was another cat in the side yard. As she looked, she saw a tail, actually on the outer windowsill, realizing there WAS a cat - wait. What? It was Lucious! There was a 5-6 inch hole in the glass he was going through....and another larger on higher up. Youngest and Wife got it taped and covered with cardboard, and found another window that had a hole in it, another that was cracked. Ugh. Wife had already noticed when she came that there were dents all over my and Son's car, but windows were fine. The Son's antenna cover (the little thing on the roof) had the plastic busted off.
So our worse damage is the windows. This is an older home. They were single-pane windows. For the time being, we discussed last night about using an all-weather plexiglass until we are able to afford a regular window company to come out (and do double pane at least). Wife texted Oldest Son (working night-shift at Home Depot) for ideas, etc, so will go over those this weekend.
First thing after the bathroom this morning I headed straight into my quiet time, and skipped my regular routine and went straight to prayer. Letting go of my anger, it's something I cannot change immediately, prayers for others that may have had worse damages that prevent them for work, or living conditions.
So yeah. I like the rain. Not what it brings sometimes.
PeacE
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