OH, NO! Don't Let the Rains Come Down

For you youngsters out there, those are the words to a song released in 1964 by the Serendipity Singers.  I know you feel like you are probably a better person now for knowing that.

But it also kinda described the past two months for us.  August in Arkansas was unusually cool, cloudy and somewhat rainy.

The cooler temperatures motivated me to put a new coat of wax on the trailer and with the use of Scott's 10" buffer, what took me a week in Florida two years ago only took 4 days this time.  Also, being retired and not having that job thing to get in the way helped too.

We did have enough nice days to do more boating and spend quality time on the lake with family and friends.

And then Hurricane Harvey came along and dumped 51" of rain on Houston.

The company from which I retired called and wanted me to work the flood.  It was estimated that as many as 500,000 cars in southeast TX were flooded and needed to be taken to the salvage yards.  After much waffling (I was really in the swing of being retired and enjoying it), I decided to do it.

Things are winding down now but those first two weeks of 16 hour work days made me wonder if I had made a good decision.  In the long run, I'm glad I did it.

In the midst of frantic phone calls and a deluge of emails and text messages, we managed to pack everything up and drive to Arlington on Sept 5.  Unfortunately for Jane, my work level has made our time in Arlington less enjoyable than we wanted it to be.  We have managed to catch up with long-time friends and work in our annual doctor appointments and with things slowing down to controlled pandemonium instead all out chaos in Houston, we managed to help Brian get his new house move-in ready.

Green and white striped wall paper had to go.  Jane tried painting over it at first, but it bubbled up so she started ripping it off.






























Before and after Brian and I painted the garage.

He is moved in now.  Not quite settled but that takes a while.  We are really happy for him.  At the ripe old age of 39 he was ready to leave apartment living behind.   In a couple of days we will be leaving Arlington behind and going to the Houston area.  The RV park where we have reservations is in a city (Dickinson)  that was hard-hit by the floods but the park was not damaged.  We will be there for a couple of months spending time with Angie, Chris, Caleb and Hannah.

It didn't take long after we checked in at the park in Dickinson for the kids to come over and enjoy the pool.

 Looking forward to making lots of happy family memories over the next two months.