Rather ironic, the rain returning. Just what I needed; an excuse to settle in and write, with cats and spouse tucked into bed earlier than usual, and a movie whose finishing hinges upon the return of my normal attention span.
It crept up, slow and steady, as the day went by. Any southerner knows it—the traditionally blue sky dulled to a white haze by the low-lying clouds. The heat of the day triggers these storms; they come in late afternoon and early evening. If they clear before sundown, the result is a soupy, humid mire; if the storms continue past sundown, some actual cooling-off takes place.
Running errands at two p.m. in the atmospheric soup left me breathless and sweaty. I went home, changed clothing per Kat’s instructions, and met up for the casual Wednesday night dinner at the wondergeeks’ apartment.
Which, to my almost-total surprise, turned out to be neither casual nor at the wondergeeks.