Dear Folks, From the minute I got up today I knew that I had some important errands to run in the village. Nonetheless, I also knew that the thermometer was again pushing 90 degrees. I really hated to leave my air conditioned house. I had no problem when I got in my car, backed out of my barn and cranked my air conditioning to high. There was enough cool air from the barn to sustain me all the way to the village. However, the comfort level decreased while I parked the car at the library and returned with my new books. Still no real major problem. I then went to the Rite Aid pharmacy to buy a bottle of vitamins, returned to my car and started to feel the effects of the heat. From there I went to The Market Place, aka B-Kwik, and shopped for everything I needed. I managed to push my shopping cart out the door, load everything in the trunk of my car, and get back behind the steering wheel. I still had my air conditioning cranked up to high but all that I felt was hot humid air blowing in on me by that time. I felt that my brain was being fried. Even though I felt pleased that I managed to do everything I wanted to do this afternoon, I knew that when I parked my car back into the cool barn, I had groceries to remove from my trunk and haul into my house. The first on my list was my gallon of milk and then my wicker shopping basket that had some items that needed to go into the refrigerator. When that was accomplished, I wasn't worried with what was left in the trunk. Nothing would spoil and if I left the trunk and the barn door open surely John my lawn maintance man would take notice and bring the remainder in my house after he mowed my lawn. I plopped myself down in my chair in the living room and soaked up every bit of cool air that my A/C blew out while I continued reading my latest murder mystery. But then disaster struck. We had a fierce thunderstorm and the rain pelted the windows. My first thought was that my groceries would get soaked as well as the bottom of my trunk. I seriousely considered dashing(?) through the heavy rain and at least salvage my groceries, close the trunk and close the barn door. But every bit of energy I had at the time quickly disappeared when I noticed again the pouring rain. To make a long story short, I figured that the driving rain was coming from the west, my barn faced the east and the likelihood of any rain pouring into my barn was minimal. Therefore, I did some limited damage control, closed the barn door with my door opener/closer and decided I'd worry about the groceries tomorrow. I know that this story isn't the sort that you might consider the highlight of your day, but I'll tell you right now that it took every bit of effort for me to overcome the obstacles I faced. vee