It’s scarier being home when a typhoon hits. Meaning this home in particular, kind of old and flimsy feeling, my wife always sure it's going to break down under the pressure of a little wind. She’s had to tie a number of different parts of our roof too to make sure they didn’t fly off. I actually helped once in those pre-cancer days. Last time I was in the hospital feeling pretty safe, wrote a post about it too, should be in there somewhere, talking to the Yuuaz Nurse about it, I think. This morning I was kind of huddled in bed with my sleeping wife while the wind did its old howling trick, the house its shaking, the windows their rattling, the rain its buckshot bulleting of our windows, and our bedroom door opened once from all the air pressure. But the shaking wasn’t too great, the worst of it past, and now there are only intermittent strong winds and squalid pervasive humidity in the air oiling my skin despite the relative coolness of temperature. My wife had the option of canceling her classes today: she didn’t.
I didn’t want her to.
Mind you, she’d still be gone, but probably she’d be back in an hour or two instead of 11:00. So what does this mean? I’ve suddenly flipped on my feelings towards her? Hardly. I’m just behind on the writing. Ate too much this morning and barely eked out a hundred words. Also, I ate too much fried rice and am writing this now with my feet on the bed, stretched out to give my poor stomach better rest. My back is to the passing typhoon and our sometimes whipping around powerlines, though to come think of it (hear it) there is still shaking in the house that is typhoon-bred, so I guess I am enwrapped in the mild bestirred air of typhoon number fifteen. But our streets weren't drowned in the deluge like they were in Fukuoka, so yay us. We're actually a fairly typhoon proof area, hiding behind the Captain America shield of the landmass of Shikoku. Hopefully that'll hold true next week when the family comes over to visit.
Door gives a mild rattle in response. Oh thank you.
The doors, they know. And what kind of roof do you have that you can just tie it down? I should have gotten me one of those.We just had to replace our roof, not only did it cost an arm and I leg, I had to throw in several internal organs and an ear. It would have been much nicer to just tie things down.
ReplyDeleteI think it is more of a case of the roof being so bad that there are parts ready to fly off, ergo the tying down. It's not the whole roof, though I don't actually see ninety percent of what she does. I do think we would need to sacrifice many internal organs as well to get a proper roof. Maybe I'll give my cancerous ones.
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