I don’t know if you know dear reader, but I am now wearing glasses full time.
Which has been fine because the weather has been fine.
But today it rained.
And of course my glasses fogged up and got covered in raindrops.
And of course those of you who have seen me daily wrestling with my overstuffed handbag to find my pass, keys, wallet, playing cards, headphones, phone, other phone, book, kindle, nail file, water bottle, book would realise that a quick dip into my bag to pull out my glasses case and get out the special little glasses shammy to clean them is just not possible.
Just another first world problem to put up with.
When I first got my glasses, some were kind enough to point out my resemblance to the character of Velma in Scooby Doo.
In fact, when I, AS A JOKE PEOPLE, used a photo of Velma as my avatar on Facebook, you commented “Great photo” not realising that it was Linda Cardellini.
I don’t even suit orange (although I do like that funky little utility belt).
Still. It could be worse.
People who wear glasses – what do you do about the rain problem?
And even though I could see the drops of rain dripping down the windows of the train outside I wasn’t prepared for just how heavy the rain was when the doors opened.
Course I couldn’t get my brollie open before the doors closed so like the rest of the startled and unprepared commuters I ran to the small shelter.
Only in Perth do people wait for the rain to stop and, once I’d ascertained that there was no chance on my husband coming to pick up his soggy damsel in distress I wrestled with said umbrella, zipped up all my bags and set off home.
And you know I would have got home relatively dry – apart from the bottom third of my trousers – except for that tosser who went through an enormous puddle and sprayed me with water as I walked innocently past.
Still the rain is nice I guess.
Later I saw a national weather map with a fairly impressive low over the south west.
(okay I realise that only my fellow fans of the weather channel will be excited about this)
Driving home on Tuesday after a beautiful morning at Elachbutting Rock – photos to come – we drove through a vicious dust storm.
At first we thought it might be the rain that had been promised but it wasn’t until we’d passed Trayning that the rain started hitting the windshield and then it was constant windshield wiper action all the way back to Perth.
I only hope that rain continued to head east to Mukinbudin and beyond to where it is desperately needed.
It’s hot in Perth today. Sticky, muggy, please will you just rain and get it over with, kind of hot. And we don’t have air-conditioning except for the bedroom and my computer where I have been working from home at is not in the bedroom.
I’m at home because my daughter, due to start school today at a brand new school, is sick. Was sick. Was sick with fear I think and worked herself into a knot creating a fever, headache and vomiting. She didn’t sleep last night with these symptoms and so today, reluctantly, I let her stay home.
Now that she’s better, she agrees that she probably was a little nervous.
Of course missing the first day makes it even harder for herself – but what could I do? She was fast asleep after a long night of feeling sick. And what if she really had a virus? The parents would not have thanked me.
Anyway she’s going tomorrow and in bed early tonight.
Ah thunderstorms! But they are not making things any cooler. A few spots of rain have fallen and dried before they hit the ground, baking hot after a week of stinking +35C days. (hence my title – thanks to Loz)