All the way to Makati this noon I was playing Phil Wickham songs, praying that I won’t encounter really bad flooded roads. My car only had a brief swim near my hometown but the rest of the journey was quite safe, save for the torrential rains along SLEX that necessitated turning my headlamps on high beam.
Why did I gamble going to Metro Manila today? A friend broke up with her partner who wanted her out of the condo ASAP. I was the only friend who had a roomy car so I volunteered.
I know grief so I understand the need to immediately leave a place full of memories. In my case, I couldn’t leave our apartment that time because it was the middle of the pandemic and I have kids—you can’t just pack up and go. It’s torture to be in the same place.
My friend needs to cut ties quickly so she can move on.
I also wanted to see the capacity of my car…and I’m impressed. It may not have the size of Wendy, but Avi is close to having the same cargo space but not quite. We were able to haul everything in one go.
After late lunch somewhere in Pasig, I quickly drove away before rush hour and the rains start. When I was already 3 km from home, my sister called me and asked where I was because according to social media and news, it’s flooded everywhere. La Mesa dam overflowed.
I said I’m almost home and God loves me because I didn’t encounter deep floods; I only had to go through mini ones when I was already in our hometown.
I can’t have Avi floating on floodwaters even before she has her license plate from LTO. 🥴
My infrared butane grill died on me. My steaks were already thawed yesterday lunch when I discovered that the gas grill was no longer serviceable. I had no choice but to use this Korean bbq grill.
It wasn’t doing a good job. So I took the risk and put the meat straight into the fire. Stove be damned.
I was granted a small window of opportunity when it wasn’t raining and for a few minutes the sun peeked into my balcony. After I packed up my grilling gear, only then it started to rain once again.
And it rained heavily.