An Open Letter to Invest 93L

Dear Invest 93L:

Okay, we got it -- you're trying to gear up and become an official Tropical Cyclone. But here's the thing: you can move outta' Belize now. You've been here for the better part of a week, and, quite frankly, you've overstayed your welcome. And why might that be?

For starters, there have been only a few chunks of time when you haven't been pelting us with rain. Yes, I know it's the rainy season, but seriously, this dumping 4-5 inches at a shot has gotten old. 

Just look at what you did to our bed where we have our tomato plants:

And the property at the start of our lane:

And if that wasn't enough, you made a terrible mess on one of the side roads to Dave and Dianna Rider's house:

And the road Dave and Dianna live on?

 

  

You have some explaining to do mister. That standing water may look innocent enough, but I can tell you for a fact that it's deep.

Today marks the sixth time in 11 days that we've had to drain excess water out of our pool. And speaking of pools, it's because of you and your earlier Invest friends that Happy Hour has been cancelled twice and, based on what you did to Dave's road, I would guess there's a strong possibility it won't happen tomorrow either.

And when you haven't been pelting us with rain, you go dead quiet. No wind at all, but you pump up the humidity to a point that I didn't even know existed. 

Our pets are going stir crazy, but I must say they do seem to enjoy being able to sack out on indoor furniture otherwise off limits to them. However after this many days of having them indoors, the aroma of wet dogs is not a room freshener I particularly enjoy.

So, pack your bags and skedaddle. We're tired of feeling moldy and moist and are in desperate need of blue skies and sunshine.

Thank you in advance for your cooperation.