This is getting old
Saturday morning: After a long week of work/travel, and with Grady still in the kennel instead of flopping outside our bedroom door, we were both looking forward to sleeping in a little bit (which for us means as late as 7:30 or 8:00am--crazy!). Anyway, we were rudely awakened right at 6:00am by a really loud crash of thunder (and since the window next to the head of our bed was open, there was no missing it).
Sunday evening/Monday morning: It's always nice to start the week feeling relatively rested. So what a treat to have another thunderstorm, this time at 3:30am. (To add insult to injury, Gretchen had agreed to water our landlord's flowers if it didn't rain overnight, and despite lots of thunder and lightning, it never actually rained, so she had to go out and water flowers in the morning.)
Last night/this morning: Yep, this time at 1:30am another big thunderstorm rolled through. And as if the thunder wasn't enough to wake us, the rain started blowing in through our open window, not enough to soak anything but enough to feel like someone was spraying my face with a squirt gun.
In DC you sort of expect a few thunderstorms a week during the summer. Despite plenty of rain here, though, until recently it didn't usually come in the form of thunderstorms. I just wish they would arrive at noon instead of the middle of the night.
Oh, and in keeping with the whiny nature of this post, my allergies are so bad today that I've gone through half a box of kleenex and my eyes are so red and puffy that I look like I'm stoned out of my mind...
Sunday evening/Monday morning: It's always nice to start the week feeling relatively rested. So what a treat to have another thunderstorm, this time at 3:30am. (To add insult to injury, Gretchen had agreed to water our landlord's flowers if it didn't rain overnight, and despite lots of thunder and lightning, it never actually rained, so she had to go out and water flowers in the morning.)
Last night/this morning: Yep, this time at 1:30am another big thunderstorm rolled through. And as if the thunder wasn't enough to wake us, the rain started blowing in through our open window, not enough to soak anything but enough to feel like someone was spraying my face with a squirt gun.
In DC you sort of expect a few thunderstorms a week during the summer. Despite plenty of rain here, though, until recently it didn't usually come in the form of thunderstorms. I just wish they would arrive at noon instead of the middle of the night.
Oh, and in keeping with the whiny nature of this post, my allergies are so bad today that I've gone through half a box of kleenex and my eyes are so red and puffy that I look like I'm stoned out of my mind...
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