Yesterday, the kids and I went by the house to check on things. We've had a few issues that we've been dealing with (ahem….like the painters leaving the front door wide open and windows open on the night we had a major rain storm. Not cool, man). Anyway, coming off of that glorious moment I thought it would be best to check on the state of things at the house.
They were pouring our driveway and the kids and I watched for a little while. Then we climbed in our van and headed off. Not 15 seconds from the house my husband called to say those 6 dreaded words…."you are about to get pounded."
I'm talking a mountain of rain, people. We probably got 3 + inches of rain yesterday. Ugh. Love it for the farm and garden. Hate it because the driveway was ruined.
They were saying a 15% chance of rain yesterday. 15%. And that amount equalled disaster for our driveway.
Oh heavens, just get me through these next 24 days….