Damp

An extraordinarily wet day, thus far.  A fierce thunderstorm rolled in overnight, so loud that my daughter actually came into our bedroom and got into bed with us, which she has not done for several years.  She said that when she heard a terrifically loud crash, she was sure that it was an atomic bomb, save that there was not a bright light -- which then arrived a moment later.

Now she is on her way to yet another color guard competition, and she will be gone overnight, returning around 8PM tomorrow night.  We plan to delight ourselves by watching the rain fain, by finishing this year's taxes, and by looking at financial aid forms for the college where she still intends to go -- though she is, just slightly, beginning to think less of it.  She was disappointed to not be accepted by two colleges, thinking that perhaps the reason she was accepted by the two that did was because they were military colleges.  For one, there is that possibility, but the other is a public college with a good reputation, so I doubt it was just that.   And I still hope she goes there, though it's unlikely.