Did I move to Chicago?
Well last night was crazy. After turning off the TV and finally dozing off, I heard the scariest wind EVER. I was like "Holy SHIT!"
I'm always excited about thunderstorms and crazy weather, but out here, it scares me. I thought there was going to be a tornado or something because its that bad. I slept with the light on last night like a little kid or something, I even drug Kodak into my room to be with me because it sounded like shingles were coming off our roof. It probably sounds really stupid and childish and whatnot, but honestly, it scared me really bad.
When I woke up today, mom was like "I can't believe you slept through all the noise"
"Yeah it was pretty bad last night, I slept with my light on."
"No, Donna- The guys from H.H.Gregg (our appliance store) came at like 8am and they were making a lot of noise."
After feeling like a total idiot I said
"Yeah but that wind- THAT was something else!"
Who knows, maybe they're used to it already. All I know is- I never signed up to be scared shitless almost every night. We're 2 hours from Chicago, lets keep it that way!