After the deluge, Christmas comes | Chuck's World
Last updated 12/24/2019 at 11:28pm
At some point toward the end of last week’s rain, probably Saturday afternoon, I took a little inspection tour of my house. I have a feeling I wasn’t the only one in my neighborhood doing some puddle reconnaissance.
And we were fine, aside from some minor leakage under the garage door, which tends to happen. I ended in the kitchen, staring at the ceiling. I’d been doing that periodically for the past few days, not being particularly optimistic and so getting a pleasant surprise. I was sort of expecting a leak, but we were nice and dry. I pointed this out to my wife.
“It’s a Christ...