AND DON'T COME BACK SOME OTHER DAY, Gentle Readers . . . and Maxwell,
With a thunderstorm nearly every day, Lake Junebug is quite full. I would suggest that you make your reservations for the Lake Junebug Resort, but it doesn't stop raining long enough to do anything.
I was out gallivanting around this afternoon when today's storm started. Going from a store to my car, I got soaked. I looked as if I had taken a shower with my clothes on.
Before yesterday's storm, it was somewhat dry just long enough for Franklin to roll in the muck in the backyard. His new name is Stinky.
According to the forecast, the weather system that's with us now is supposed to hang around and get worse by the weekend. I don't know how it can get worse, but anything is possible.
Lappie is fine now. She has no complaints about the duct tape holding her together.
I continue to apply for jobs, so I'm not blogging regularly. Previous interest from employers resulted in an interview for a job that I could have done in my sleep. Of course, I didn't get it.
The search continues.
Infinities of love,
A Soaked Janie Junebug
Lake Junebug looks a lot like this photo that I took after Hurricane Matthew visited us last year: