Things that spiral and create great devastation (or don’t, at least not tonight)

I am sooooo glad to be home tonight. Finally. It is Friday and we’ve been getting into a new little Friday night routine around here because the GG is tired of me coming home from work and crashing and burning all the time. The GG walks downtown at some point in the afternoon, either from work or home, wherever he happens to be. I try to sneak out of work a little early (and believe me, by the time I *do* manage to sneak out of work, I have worked at least my 40-hour week, so I am not cheating). I drive home, putter around a little bit and then hoof it downtown. We meet at the Old Town barroom for a manhattan and a hamburger. There are only a few places I eat hamburgers any more and the Old Town is one of them. Of all things, they get their meat from the folks who run Knight’s Steakhouse. You can’t go wrong there. And it is also a good thing that I am enjoying even little slices of our downtown area again because for a few years I was pretty much functioning as a hermit. The reasons for that are long and not that interesting and I am glad that I am slowly getting over it. But please don’t rush me. Or push me. Hmmm, you might think by the spelling that rush and push rhyme…

Today. It rained cats and dogs most of the day. The outer walls of my office building are mostly windows and whenever it rains really hard, I always get this odd feeling that we are in an aquarium or something. I think my boss thinks I am nuts when I say stuff like that. By the end of the afternoon, there was a tornado watch just about everywhere and big rain/thunderstorms moving in our direction. I got home and, hello, the GG had walked DOWNTOWN and was wandering around expecting ME to WALK down there to meet him. In a thunderstorm. With Washtenaw County and about eight surrounding counties under a tornado watch. Well, guess what, I do not walk downtown in thunderstorms. You would think that the GG, would know that after 30 years or so. In the end, I drove down there and we ate downtown and then he wanted to drive down by the river, so I obliged him but man, I am glad to be home. I am sooooo tired tonight. When I get home from work, it is so hard for me to go out again.

As is usually the case, the tornado watch was much ado about nothing. There was some pretty heavy rain and a bit of rumbly thunder and a little lightning and that was about it. Nevertheless, I think I am glad I took an automotive vee-hickle tonight. At least I am trying to convince myself of that.

The Old Town is an old-fashioned barroom but that is not the Old Town in the photoooo. It is the Palace Saloon up there in Sault Ste. Siberia. The Palace barroom is one of The Commander’s hangouts and maybe we’ll go there again the next time we are up there. She is cagey about where to sit and what to order. For now, I think I am gonna crash and burn. I have grokkery shopping in the morning and then breakfast at the Mouse House and then chores and errands up the wazoo.

2 Responses to “Things that spiral and create great devastation (or don’t, at least not tonight)”

  1. isa Says:

    I hope I have inherited my grandmother’s caginess skills.

  2. Margaret Says:

    I feel better because I hate going out Friday night. I’m tired and just want to come home and relax! Hope tomorrow goes well.