Enjoying the rain today and glad its not tomorrow.

It’s been raining here all day.

I had to dash out for a little while to deal with a client issue. Thankfully traffic wasn’t too bad and I didn’t have to go far. 

The rain in my local area has been pretty constant. Not terribly heavy so a lot of it is soaking into the ground. I noticed the wash was roaring but that’s not surprising since the mountain to the south is over 8000 feet of mostly bare granite.  Almost all of the water that or snow that falls there runs straight into the wash. I see that water rushing downhill and I think it’s a pity we can’t capture it just long enough to let it soak into the slopes.

I got lucky too. I’ve got a Drs. Appointment tomorrow, so the majority of the storm should have passed and the roads won’t be oil slicks.

It’s my annual physical so I get to do the full monty, sigh.

In general, I don’t mind having my nether regions squeezed & fondled. But usually I know I’m going to have a nice orgasm at the end. The anti-climax of a medical exam is a real letdown.  Thank god I don’t have a medical fetish or I’d be really frustrated. 

As it is I have to go in fasting. Fine, I don’t usually eat breakfast anyway.

I can’t have my usual coffee either and that makes me just a TAD cranky. The appointment isn’t until 11am, I can’t even imagine what I’ll be like in the waiting room.

It’s been a while since I had sex as well.

I can’t rub one out either because the Doc likes a PSA test where you’ve been fasting on the sex front as well. I’ll ask him if the robins egg blue of my balls is appropriate for the PSA test.

As much as I love that guy, there are times when I wonder if he’s a closet sadist! 

On the up side, it gives me fodder to mess with him. Maybe after he’s done with the exam  I’ll ask him if I could have a few minutes alone with a tube of lube and offer to whitewash one wall of the exam room and maybe part of the ceiling too.

I don’t know if that would freak him out or just embarrass him. Either way I get to exact a little revenge. I like the idea of him trying to keep it together with his next patient. I suspect that secretly, he looks forward to me putting a little chaos, and off color humor into his day.

I guess that’s why he calls me “Trouble”