Apr 17, 2008 23:23
The calm after a storm is always disquieting to me, it's always been very eerie - I never liked it much.
Then again, I grew up here in Texas where any sudden quiet usually means a tornado is coming - like tonight's sirens showed. Loud and blaring, I actually was startled from what I was doing. I really should pay more attention to the weather...I knew that sky looked funny to me. All day I kept wondering what was going on in the heavens...
As I was quickly piling up some sheets and pillows in front of my bedroom window, I thought to myself, "How ironic that on the evening I should have finally felt better, there's a tornado coming?"
Good News: No tornado - just lots of hail and rain. Also, I'm feeling much, much better - all my nervous energy waiting as the clock ticked away towards "possible touchdown" went into cleaning up some things I had laying about. (My logic: can't have a messy room if a tornado comes and rips it to shreds!) Also, our electricity only went out briefly this evening, thank God for that!
Bad News: Email from work congratulated me on completing all sessions for the past two weeks - which means I'm so close to getting a nice bonus. Wish my body remembered that bonus before I got sick and had to cancel half my sessions this week. I'm getting romantically mopey again - I read my favorite bits of Jane Eyre while the hail fell and I couldn't help but wish I had a Mr. Rochester...
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