I love the rain.
rain rain rain.
That’s all it has really done in the past week or so and I love it. Yesterday, Radford received what I assume to be officially a shit-ton of rain. I don’t really know how much it was but Kristine and I went out and drove around at 4 a. m. and there were puddles I haven’t seen in a year or two and the windshield wipers weren’t really helping much.
I’m hoping the old saying when it rains it pours doesn’t only apply to negative instances; things have been going really well and I want that to skyrocket.
Bryan and I are trying to get better jobs which requires a little preparation. In a few months, we’ll be good to go and then hopefully life will get a little easier.
Isn’t that a dreamy view? That will never happen. I guess we’ll see.
