Rain in The Borough

Ah a Rainy Monday in The Borough. Rainy Days and Mondays. I woke up this morning to torrential rain pouring in my open windows.

It is not so long ago that I was afraid of rain, and not because of any irrational fear of water, it would make my walls cry - ask anyone who has ever witnessed the water damage in my bedroom.

That's one of the things about living in a pre-war building, the brick and plaster really don't hold up well under the elements. My building was built in 1939, a fact I only know because my mother was also built in 1939. The brownstones that make up most of my neighborhood and the surrounding ones, built almost 60 years earlier - hold up much better under the weather (so I've heard).

Summer rain is often a welcomed relief to the excessive heat and humidity of summertime in The Borough. But it has been cooler the last few days and today is downright chilly in my book - ok so its like 65 - but after the sweltering weather we've had here it really feels colder.

These days the water seems to stay outside, but as a reminder that lingers on - I dread excessive rain (please don't even whisper nor-easter!) - always fearing that I'll be dealing with another crying wall or worse chunks of plaster falling in (yes it's happened).

Well at least i don't have a basement.