A Rainy Day

Monday February 10, 1992

Up late today, 8:30 a.m. It's been raining hard all night and still is. It's dark outside. A good day to sleep in. I change linens and do the wash.

Frank clears a place for the water to run out of the dogs' yard and clears a rain gutter while it's pouring rain. He enjoys it. It reminds him of when he worked for street maintenance and had to deal with floods and landslides in the rain. I make no effort to stop him. He needs to feel his manhood.

We go to the florist and order flowers for Cousin Shirley for Valentine's Day. It costs $34.00 but she'll be so pleased. It should give her a boost.

We stay home from square dancing. Frank has a stomach ache. One of our rental houses has a leaking roof we just heard.

The average annual rainfall in Simi Valley is only 14 inches, compared to 30 inches in Santa Rosa. This was a rare rainy day in February. I'm surprised Frank didn't have pneumonia after working in the rain all day, not a stomach ache!