I have an eight hour shift today. I have an eight hour shift every Saturday, so what’s the big deal? Sleep. I actually fell asleep before midnight – 6 hours of sleep would be great – right? Yeah, if I had gotten 6 hours of sleep. A little before 2:00 this morning I was woken up by a large clap of thunder. We do things big in Texas, so this was a LARGE clap of thunder. It’s been a while since we’ve had rain, so it could have also been the unaccustomed noise that disturbed my sleep, who knows? Anyway, I lay there thinking I could just roll over and go back to sleep. But then the voices started talking to me (not them – that would be productive voices). You know the ones: “Your computer is on.” “Are you sure the surge protectors are going to work?” I have little faith in surge protectors. The last time I got up and closed down the computer because of a storm, the damn thing only lasted for about 10 minutes! So do I get up out of this cozy bed for a mere 10 minute storm? Yes. To check the weatherbug radar. Blasted thing wouldn’t load the animated thingy (it’s morning, why should I have to remember technical terms?) so I couldn’t tell in what direction the storm was going. So I turned it off, went to visit the potty and then crawled back in bed. The storm stopped. *&*^% About 4:00 it started up again with a vengeance. But this time I just curled up and went back to sleep. But my 6 hours of sleep was interrupted - twice. I’m toast. How’s your day been?
Don’t forget it’s book draw – check yesterday’s entry for backstock.
Also, the contest is still going on until the 3rd. Check Wednesday’s post for details.
Gotta get ready for work.
Oh, and I’m still itching.