The same fear, the same rain

In summer it should not rain, or anything like thunder, and less than a Saturday, which is very rude.

Individualistic version of this story would you spend an evening at home melancholy, one of those afternoons and dangerous gray blanket, eating ice cream with both hands and without the slightest intention of leaving your sofa until you skay rubbing the burning produced an alarming local. Perhaps a friend would talk hours, or two, or three, would read something pending, connect you to see what he's going on in the world ... and little else. Spend an afternoon at home with locked-age children to experiment with their environment may generate a tad more anxiety and distress. If we add that summer vacation plans and tend to drive home to family and friends who ask for help, the result is certainly devastating.

It is in these evenings when your neighbors are given by slowly pushing the adjoining walls that separate you, until your house is habitable minimized by law while the roof over your head melt, soil nails makes you and you, face in the middle and cheese sandwich, you're forced to spend hours and hours and hours making up a parallel world to entertain Lasniñas. Oh, Lasniñas! These angelic beings who are the delight of all who know them in normal outdoor, developed in rainy afternoons psychotic tendency makes them laugh, cry and mourn all at a time and a few decibels as abnormally disparate municipal ordinances. As experts sappers, and a commendable proactive, are responsible for making many demolitions are necessary in furniture and decoration while planting landmines in its path as greased cookie and chocolate milk in saliva around the room, corridor and bottom of the ladder.

Fearing for your mental health and tired of saying quenooooooooooo every minute and a half, you choose to relax the nerves and educational standards and that becomes Gomorrah. Haaala! Jump in bed from the closet, eat soap, cut with the teeth telephone wires and dislodge the bathroom wall with his small hands angelic fingers, all with sun activities that would be absolutely prohibited in rainy days are ignored as if instead of parents and educators we should be moral Town Planning somewhat lax.

The reaction healthier for your psyche would run out and sit on the sidewalk to wait for the rain to the bone will sink in and take down the drain as a kilo of tension. If it were not dropped into the receptacle would let the children's father would be waiting after eyes full of hatred and a golf club hidden behind his back, would be an option to consider.

Therefore, and for more things that I do not sheer modesty, Husband and I sat in fear every night to see eltiempo. Embraced on the couch and praying to know how many deities with hand on climate issues - from Ra to the Virgen de la Cueva - celebrate with small palms and sobs shaking the soles to the clouds. If the predictions announced rain, we know that we can not come to us down, it's time to get stronger and industrial quantities of pizzas ordered, DVDs Mickey and tranquilizer darts.