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07/13/2004: "Ramblin'"

Supposedly we had over five inches of rain yesterday. Further south some places got eleven inches, so I guess we can count ourselves lucky. It didn't seem that bad to me, moderate most of the day, but heavy enough that we were able to locate the leak in the sanctuary roof, and block the drip from coming through the ceiling. At my meeting in the evening, I could hear it pelting the windows once in a while, but I didn't pay much attention. That must have been when it rained hard enough to come in under the foundation and flood the church basement. I didn't sleep well, so maybe the rain in the night disturbed me. I finally got up and tried watching TV for a while. There was nothing on except some kind of "Girls Gone Wild" infomercial, and nothing on there, either. I went back to sleep, eventually. The worst night-mares are the runaway horses of thought when you can't get back to sleep.