What a day and what a night! Got some of the weirdest weather yesterday that I've seen. I was sitting at the tavern shooting the bull with my friends, and all of a sudden, my hands felt like they'd been wound up in a vice. Never had that kind of pain, and my hands hurt non stop. It was bad enough I thought I was gonna puke. I told the Old Hen that something was up and that I was gonna leave half of my last beer on the table and leave.
The bartender asked if anyone had their windows down 'cause it was raining. I look outside, and it was a cloud burst! Hard rain for 20 minutes straight. The wife called the kid who was uptown for the homecoming parade a mile and a half away and the kid said it wasn't raining a drop. She left the parade and went home (3.2 miles away) and got the clothes off the line and said that it hadn't rained a drop there, either.
Came home to dry ground, got my jammies on, and ate two Tramadols. Cuddled up with the Old Hen like we used to do and within a half hour, the hands lightened up enough for me to enjoy the evening. Fell asleep after 0300 and slept like the dead. Made up for all that sleep I'd missed during the week.
Wonder if the cloud burst or the atmospheric conditions were the source of the hands going nuts?