When I found the email in my inbox at 7:50 AM that said, "Yes, we are still doing the unload this morning, even in this weather" I was reminded that I had been asked to help unload a couple of trucks worth of furniture and housewares from China at the Navy gift shop this morning. It hadn't occurred to me that it might or might not still be happening...because I totally forgot about it in the first place. Now the tropical storm brewing outside was working overtime on my guilt-meter. I was picturing all these stalwart ladies out in this wind and rain, pulling armoires and coffee tables off of the truck in this horrible weather.
I was supposed to be there in 10 minutes, so I brushed my teeth and hair and threw on some clothes I didn't mind getting ruined and headed out the door. I wish I would have thought to bring my dive camera. That's the only thing that would have been appropriate for the weather. It was BAD. After two hours, I headed back to the van during a lull in the sideways rain, long enough to snap this picture:
Good times.
And this is the kind of wind we were having. The kind that knocks down trees...and/or sends their branches flying.
At least now I can say I've unloaded shipping containers in the middle of a tropical storm. For charity. And officers' wives with shopping addictions. It's a symbiotic relationship, actually.
2 comments:
I'd add this to the bucket list and then scratch it off as being done.
Rock on!
I hear that the "windswept" look is all the craze in Hollywood.....
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