I was feeling lazy this morning and didn't want to get up. Partly, it was because I heard thumping around at 3 am and got up to see Emily and Tara happily watching who knows what on the TV. "What are you doing up?!"
"We couldn't sleep." (Which translates to Emily getting up and waking up Tara for company and then getting the dog.)
I told them to get back in bed and I went back to bed. A few minutes later, thump thump thump. Emily was using the bathroom and was scared to do it alone. I guess that makes you thump.
So this morning around 8 I heard the girls rumbling around. I knew that I should get up. Should and Must are two different things.
There was a terrible thunderstorm. The girls kept coming in and reporting about the obvious storm. But still I didn't get up. It couldn't have been restful sleep I was getting- I just refused to get my lazy patukis out of bed. Then one of the LOUDEST BOOOOOOOMS of thunder and lightning hit somewhere extremely near the house. I was on my feet and saying "Get in the basement," in like 2 seconds. God helped me out of bed this morning; summarily kicked might be a better answer. Some start their day with Folgers; I with an adrenaline rush. :)
2 comments:
Haha, never a dull moment. At least this year the lightning didn't zap any of our stuff. Remember that one year when lightning took out one garage door opener, one TV, and the cablemodem? That was like, suprememly annoying!
those girls of yours teamin up on ya.
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