My Deluge

1st day working in the rain -

Andrew and I got to the first house we were gonna mow the lawn for. It was looking like it might pour, so we sat in the car hoping to wait it out so we could go home early. Lady luck was laughed in our faces until we finally sulked out of the car. Trudging towards the trailer to take out the mower and weed eater I could hear a faint....static sound. Almost like white noise in the distance, calling for attention. It wasn't until I unlocked the trailer door that I looked up. That's when I saw a wall of thousands of water droplets rushing towards us. After only a second of hesitation I quickly ran for my life back to the truck, leaving andrew (wearing headphones), bewildered, to his watery fate. The deluge hit me right as I jumped in the truck, andrew...was not so fortunate. When he finally jumped in he was dripping wet. It was amazingly awesome. This onslaught of hydrogen and oxygen kept us at bay in our safe-house of a truck for the next thirty minutes. We called our boss and he told us to go work other jobs and come back.

2nd day of working in the rain -

So many frog deaths in one day. The last rain spawned forth an army of frogs that I'm sure in numbers, rivaled what Moses called forth some thousands of years ago. My weather map told us rain was on it's way, another early day is what corey, andrew and I were hoping for. What we were NOT hoping for or even expecting was the massive amount of frogs there were. Sadly, with my weed eater I killed several small frogs. Chopping in half, splitting open and decapitating the little babies was quite rough. I could feel my soul knotting up. Then some fat, doofus toad decided it would be a good idea to hop IN-BETWEEN my spinning strings of death, from behind a tree. All I saw was a huge toad fall into my weed eater, then get shot back like a rocket in between my legs. I stopped working and stood there, horrified and unwilling to look back at the carnage that resided just behind me.
That's when it started pouring. The rain broke one of the blowers, so when I finished weed eating I noticed nobody else was done mowing, so I had to blow. If you've ever tried blowing off thousands of pieces of WET grass off a drive way...it's not easy. It takes forever and all the while the rain relentlessly continued it's barrage from above. 1st rain day > 2nd rain day. But it was nice just being able to...be still. I may had been working and grass may had been blown in my face all day, but when no one can hear you, and you can't scream loud enough for a listening ear to pick you up...you feel free. Free to let your mind relax, run on auto pilot for a bit while you sort things out with God. It was a good time.

Rain rain go away by Breaking Benjamin just came on my shuffle