The one thing I don’t like about my house would have to be the weather we seem to get around it. In the 10-12 years I lived in that stupid apartment in Coralville, IA, I only remember going for shelter from tornado warnings maybe 4 or 5 times. I think we’ve done that many so far this spring alone. In the house, we hunker down in our basement in the sauna. Unfortunately the door to the sauna doesn’t close properly so I have to hold it shut. At the moment I’m doing so by wrapping a belt around the door handle and around my leg. It sucks.
What sucks worse is while I’m doing it, the weather “reporter” announces that there is no warning for my city but there is for my county and doesn’t clarify WTF she’s talking about. Never mind I’ve been exhausted all weekend from sinus issues and would love to be asleep in bed, nope. I’m stuck in a sauna in a basement during a tornado warning with an idiot broadcasting nonsense. *sigh*
On the bright side, the sauna is small and my lovely wife is with me. Now if we actually get a proper latch on the door so I don’t have to hold it shut next time this could be kind of cosy. *grin*
Side note: We brought the cat down with us as well and he’s getting petted by the wife at the moment. I mostly know this because he’s twitching his tail in bliss and smacking my arm with the tail.