For the past two nights, I laid awake in bed, TV on, dogs hiding under the blanket, waiting for the rain to stop.
It was actually the thunder that kept me up. The noise — and some claps were loud enough to set off car alarms — startled me and I couldn’t drift off to sleep.
Between 2 and 4 a.m. I must’ve finally dozed off, only to wake up to the blaring alarm I forgot — two days in a row — to reset.
Sigh. Another day of umbrellas, wet slippers and frizzy hair.
This storm has been particularly potent, especially to folks living on the windward and southeastern sides of Oahu. We had thunder and lightning, floods, waterspouts offshore, even hail. (I could hear what sounded like rocks hitting the back lanai. Turned out to be little balls of ice.) A flash flood warning is in place through tomorrow morning.
I had to run from my car to Kahala Mall in rain that literally pelted me. I was soaked to the skin in six seconds.
And everyone I ran into yesterday — a former coworker, my friend’s wife, my neighbor, my podiatrist — all had a story to tell about the storm.