OKC, OK. It’s rained for 14 straight days. Next 5 days forecast calls for rain.
Why the Pit? Because the rain is totally fucking with my work! I work construction/remodel. It’s supposed to be dry here in the Summer. We schedule our outdoor jobs around the dry season, because we can’t do them in the wet Spring season. Now, can’t do them at all. Thank goodness for all the chicken shit indoor stuff adding up to just enough to not go totally broke.
Record breaking rain, urban flooding, unmown lawns (too wet to mow), increase in bugs, red mud everywhere when you do get to work on something, and dreary, dreary days.
And other places around the USA are still in a severe drought. Go figure.
So, rail at the weather, rail at me for a lame Pitting, rail at the damned Rain God driving through town, I don’t care. I’m bored and wet.
So I’m trying to trap the insurance company into talking to me about fixing the meter loop that got ripped off the side of the house. They are cagey prey.
Heck if I know. The cable that supports the conductors pulled away from the roof. No fallen trees, limbs or shuttlecraft sitting in the yard. The meter was supported by cables on both ends, the drop and the entrance to the house. This is Mother’s house that we are trying to sell, unoccupied.
It’s not raining just this second, which is kinda nice.
What gives with this weather, anyway? By now all grass should be a crispy toast-like brown (grass – it snaps when you step on it!) and the sun should be pitilessly baking us.
What do you want to bet it’s going to be raining and muggy on the Fourth?
For the second time in 15 years, the skies released a gullywasher that filled the street out front, curb to curb, with a rushing torrent. Having just finished spading out a 10" X 10’ X 15’ hole for a patio foundation out back, the storm left me with a muddy lakebed that was able to suck the shoes right off my feet, five days later.
Ick!
Last year was the drought that would not end, this year it’s the flood.
I was so happy that we finally got a real Spring for the first time in forever, not just a couple weeks sandwiched between freeze and bake. However, 4 months of Spring is a bit…odd.
Not that I’m complaining personally, mind you. I sorta like this weather. I love overcast days and rain. I hate sun and heat. Now if it would just stay cool instead of getting hot and muggy every day, that’d be perfect.
I do feel for ya, though. I’ve got friends in construction, and we’ve been trying to get yardwork done. It’s a bitch there.
[ot]Do you work just in OKC or does that include points south? We may be looking for some remodel/construction work next year. [/ot]
Rain? Is that the wet stuff that’s supposed to pour from above? Why, I do believe we had a touch of it some time earlier this year. Or maybe I just dreamed it.
Feel free to pack it up and dump it on all of our freakin’ fires around here.
Yep, 3rd wettest spring on record in Oklahoma City (March-May), and if the current forecast holds, it will be a Top 10 (at least) wettest June on record. In fact, we may reach our entire average annual precipitation total by this weekend.
Oh well, we’ve had the hellacious drought for the past few years. At least last winter was pretty mild.
The biggest part of my work is painting (interior and exterior), drywall, special and faux finishing, tile, and then also replacement windows and doors thru a large nationwide chain. But, I do some of almost anything. Jobs I have waiting on the weather right now include building a deck and a pergola, building a gazebo, adding on a new room that is now an uncovered porch (I’m helping another guy on that one, not my own job), doing some stamped concrete work on a landscaping job for yet another builder, in addition to about 5 homes and a large commercial building that I’m scheduled to repaint.
All are normally perfect Oklahoma Summer jobs. Not this summer. So far.
I’m up the the Tulsa area, and I found a crawdad in my yard a week ago.
I’m pretty sure the nearest pond or stream is about 3 1/2 miles away.
My allergies are going crazy, and I’ve already been through a sinus infection.
We try to do some small scale gardening (home-grown tomatoes are amazing!) and have had to replant two times now due to intense downpours washing everything away.
My dogs constantly smell like shit.
But, I do have to say that the temperatures have been pleasing so far. Just not the normal end-of-June 90°F + we know and (somewhat) love.
Yesterday, CNN had the girls who got stuck on the spillway at Ski Island, and last night the news said the Good Morning America was sending a meteorologist our way.
While granted far lower on the list of rain woes, I have been removed from my office by flooding and subsequent carpet cleaning. I now am sharing the conference room with my boss and various passersby. Joy.
The San Gabriel river is in my backyard. I mean, it’s always been in my backyard. We live on about three acres, two of which are fenced in with our house sitting on them. The last acre is a fairly steep downhill grade into the river.
This morning, the river was halfway across the fenced portion of the backyard.
It’s still rushing hard and heavy, but the floodwaters have receded – for now. They renewed the flash flood warnings for my neighborhood while I was on my way to work. I’m not sure if I will be able to get back home. The house itself is fine, but our neighbors downhill and downstream probably don’t have homes anymore.
Why would you need a meteorlogist? First off the Nationa Severe Storms Lab is in Norman. It’s chock full of them. Plus you have Gary England. The Gandalf the Grey of Meteorologists! Heck, even John Stewart played the new ad for him, complaining that some local new weather man had better production values than his show.
