52/357: Let It Pour
Feb. 23rd, 2026 11:04 amThere was no mail when I went out to check today, which was not surprising. There is no mail most days. What was actually surprising is that I made it back to the apartment, and that I mostly recovered from the task within ten minutes. Most days I now expect to collapse on my way back, and if not then I expect to pass out for an hour or so after I get back in. I'm getting closer, but clearly I'm not there yet. I won't make a bet with myself about when it will finally happen, because a win will be a loss.
Rain is supposed to start falling this evening and continue through much of Tuesday. Earlier forecasts had it continuing into Wednesday, and still earlier into Thursday. We are being deprived of more of our winter again. In fact the only rain in the long term forecast after tomorrow is a possibility of showers on Sunday, the first of March. And then on March 3 begins a six day run of days with highs in the seventies. WTF, March? If you come in like a panting dog, how do you plan to go out?
But that will be then and this is now. I think I just heard some raindrops falling on the vent pipe above the stove. Time to enjoy what could be the last real rain of the season. And time to fix an actual dinner for the first time this week. There's stuff in the freezer I need to get rid of, to make more room for the ice cream I'll apparently need to stock up on for the premature summer that could soon be breathing down my neck.
Rain is supposed to start falling this evening and continue through much of Tuesday. Earlier forecasts had it continuing into Wednesday, and still earlier into Thursday. We are being deprived of more of our winter again. In fact the only rain in the long term forecast after tomorrow is a possibility of showers on Sunday, the first of March. And then on March 3 begins a six day run of days with highs in the seventies. WTF, March? If you come in like a panting dog, how do you plan to go out?
But that will be then and this is now. I think I just heard some raindrops falling on the vent pipe above the stove. Time to enjoy what could be the last real rain of the season. And time to fix an actual dinner for the first time this week. There's stuff in the freezer I need to get rid of, to make more room for the ice cream I'll apparently need to stock up on for the premature summer that could soon be breathing down my neck.