An attached garage.
Yup. That’s what I’m thankful for these days. It’s been raining a lot and I just love the feeling of being able to just drive right into our garage and get out without getting drenched. It’s amazing. I didn’t realize how much I would love it–an attached garage was definitely not high on our priority list when we were house hunting. But now that we have one, I can firmly say I love it. Tim probably doesn’t love it as much since he still has to part his truck outside… hehe!
I went to Sam’s Club on Sunday and when I left it wasn’t raining. So I parked in my normal spot–not close to the store. And while I was in the store doing my shopping I started to hear it… the sound of torrential down-pouring rail. It was incredibly loud in the store. Very very loud. So I started to shop a little slower, hoping by the time I checked out it would be done. Nope. No such luck. As I made my way toward the exit I noticed a rather large reluctant crowd all hovered around the exit doors. Everyone was pretending to be busy with something or other but it was clear no one wanted to brave the rain. I stood for a little bit watching the sheets of rain. Trying to decide if I cared enough to stay inside standing around aimlessly. I battled my dislike of getting wet with my dislike of being unproductive. So I slowly and deliberately walked through the exit door. I took a deep breath… and I ran like the wind! And wouldn’t you know it was one of those days where people had parked too close so I couldn’t get my cart through the cars! I tried twice before I finally took refuge in a cart corral. Then I had to run in a big circle around all the cars to the next isle to get to my car.
Needless to say, I was very, very wet. My pants especially since as I was running it splashed all over. And I had made it just about all the way to my car and didn’t notice the giant puddle that was deep enough to completely cover my feet… ah, wet socks…
I finally unloaded all of my stuff into the trunk and quickly made a dive for my car. As I sat in my car laughing at how ridiculous I must have looked I glanced over to my right. Do you know what was there?
My umbrella.
I always thought it was silly that most the houses in Minnesota have unattached garages. It has never made any sense to me. It actually really bothers me. In Las Vegas, where the weather is beautiful for most of the year and they have little rain because they are in a desert, most of the garages are attached!
If the post doesn’t make you giggle, the picture sure does! It has been quite a while since we’ve had an attached garage, and I think I’m going to like it, too. Only one car, though, so Dad will have to park outside. And still one entire rainy season away. But by winter, hopefully.
Is your purse big enough to hold a collapsible umbrella? A person actually needs a couple umbrella placed in handy places.