I was finally in the most peaceful sleep ever and the wind rattled me into consciousness. It figures. It was loud enough it really did sound like the windows would be blown out and the wall would be next. I’d hung a towel out, went to check on it and found it wasn’t as drenched as I thought it’d be. Guess it was more wind than anything else. I did hear rain though be that as it may, sat up to write keeping myself awake more than I wanted to be – that would be the post before this one (can you tell how groggy I was; I’m telling you my fingers even got tangled in each other but they wouldn’t stop), found a movie to help lull me back and couldn’t even focus on it. I turned away from it and drifted off in maybe a minute. When I woke it was close to 7 but still dark, potted around, put a blanket out to air, got better dressed, thought I might go to the store, changed my mind, had a nice walk and about now I’m ready for coffee.
I haven’t had Christmas with my grandson yet, the oldest one; hopefully it’ll be soon.