When it rains in the city, I have a hard time NOT complaining. When the complaints start entering my mind, my mantra is: "water is good for the earth, thank goodness there isn't a drought, I love water, water is good for me...." It helps.
When there is rain, I glance outside and either smile and sigh that I am stuck inside, or exhale deeply with great trepidation because I have to go out in it, and I don't mean in the safety of my SUV.
Yesterday was a DEEP DEEP exhale day. Actually, I could not tell JUST how bad it was from the safety of my 5th floor window. What followed was the worst Glass Posse Rain Day in History.
Yesterday, I had my yearly exam. As a va-jay-jay-carrying member of society, I take this appointment very seriously. Mostly, because I get the goods re-prescribed. I had gotten a reminder call that said: If you do not cancel or reschedule this appointment, 24 hours before the appointment, we will charge you a $50- fee.
As I looked out the window, having just blown dry my hair (and I FINALLY got it to look good after my recent hair cut), I considered driving into the city and parking. However, I knew there was usually a wait and I didn't have $75-100 to spend on parking. I also didn't want to be charged $50- for cancelling an hour ahead of time.
So, I rallied the troops, grabbed two umbrellas and out we walked.
We had not walked 10 steps before we were overtaken.
The little one (holding a cheap small umbrella), was pushed over by the wind, onto her belly, while her umbrella inverted. Shortly after I got her up on her feet, my heavy duty golf umbrella, inverted, AND the fabric went flying off. I was holding a skeleton. In the 2.5 seconds it took me to retrieve the fabric, the umbrella, pitch the cheap umbrella, and grab the kids and stoop into the deli at the corner, we were DRENCHED. I tried to put the umbrella together in the deli. The baby grabbed skittles, something else and tic tacs, and handed them all to the shop owner, while I tried to piece together the umbrella. Apparently the tic tacs were the last straw b/c the woman asked us to go to the back of the deli, (where there is even MORE food to grab off the shelves-brilliant lady), so that I could get out of the way of all the customers that were out and about in this hurricane.
Luckily I was only 10 steps away from my own building where I sought refuge and some help piecing together the umbrella. We gathered ourselves, rallied, looked at each other like we were crazy, and then set out again, only to the same fate.
At that moment I had a decision. All I could think about was being 50-100 dollars in the hole. And if I had it to do over again, I would say that it might as well have been 50 cents to a dollar, and well worth staying home, but being the budget-conscious bird brain that I am, we carried on.
I had an out of body experience. It was like I was watching myself be the worst mom on the planet. I carried the baby (thank you crazy adrenaline), and instructed the 5-y-old to just keep her eyes on my feet. We made it to the subway stop, wetter than if we had just walked through a water fall. By the time we transferred trains, and walked to the Gynee Office, we were a sight. We took paper hand towels to try to dry our hair and clothes. We spread out our coats (and made the chairs quite wet), to try to dry them.
After an hour wait, I was SO HAPPY to take my clothes off! I had never been so thrilled to be naked on a table before. I put my wet clothes on the heater and willed them to dry as fast as they could. When I put them back on, they were just a little damp, compared to the VERY WET they were before the heater. My friend called as we were leaving, and just knowing we were out in it, she couldn't help but laugh. I expressed that I wasn't QUITE in the laughing-about-it stage yet, since I was about to make the return trek home.
This time, I found a slightly more out of the way subway route, but with less OUTSIDE-NESS, since I had ditched my umbrella by the Columbus Circle Stop. We made it home in one piece and were SO grateful to have a drier that did not require a walk in the rain to get to. Our dry clean only coats were soaked to the bone, and we shall see if there are any lasting affects from their walk in the rain.
The moral of the story? Well, there are a few. If there is WIND in the forecast (along with rain), take it very seriously. Second, it is a good idea to know what 50 bucks is worth to you, and that your Va-Jay-Jay health is probably worth it. Thirdly, teaching your children that it's important is worth it too.
P.S. It's Friday the 13th, maybe your VOTE counts double!