As per the norm, it is 3 am; I lie awake in a silent house. Well, nearly silent; my dogs are snoring and the rain is falling gently on the roof. As soothing as that sounds (ahem), I can not fall asleep.
I finish a few gardening articles on web, then cruise on over to check on the weather; perhaps I can do bit more out of doors tomorrow. Tornado warnings flashing across my screen, instantly questioning my choice of reading material. Like a driver gawking at an accident, I delve in…from Texas to Thunder Bay. Now that I’m actively worrying about half of the US what will a few more words and pictures hurt, I ask myself.
Oh, silly girl. You should have counted sheep.
I should check in on Cecelia, she is near Chicago, you know. I’ll go to her Facebook page. Because of course during a Tornado, she will head straight to Facebook – ‘cuz that’s what you do to prepare for the sort of thing ?!
This is just the sort of thing a brain does in the early hours of the morning ~ construe nonsense.
Then I see storms in Texas, Shannon and her beautiful family…
All the away up to Michigan, is Karen ok, and her llamas?
Yeah, I feel ready to sleep now!
The rain continues to fall.
Maybe I will just just count sheep.
Howie’s alarm is about to go off, good night.