Good morning, my darlings.
It is currently coming up on six AM and I have yet to sleep. I was up all night tossing and turning. At first, I thought maybe it was because I had coffee later than usual in the day. Then I thought that maybe it was because I had quite a few things on my mind… But as midnight rolled around, I was finally starting to doze off when I realized what it actually was.
Good evening, Mr. Typhoon… Please shut up so I can get some sleep.
Alas, my pleas fell in deaf ears. Every time I would start to doze off, I would hear a loud gust of wind, a whistle of wind, a clang of something rolling about outside because of the wind, or just the general sound of the wind shaking the shutters. I cannot be the only person who didn’t get much sleep tonight.
So now I sit here at 6:02 AM, waiting for my coffee to brew as I yawn and type.
I have no idea how Hubby is such a deep sleeper. I tossed and turned all night with the occasional particularly strong gusts sending me cuddled up to his side. He didn’t respond with much more than the occasional snore and mumble. It wasn’t until I crawled out of bed at 5:30 that he woke up and asked me what was wrong. I answered that I couldn’t sleep and he mumbled an okay and fell back asleep. I am green with envy.
I did venture outside to adjust my potted plants in the garden. My cucumbers were toppled over but I managed to save them.
Luckily, I am off work this week because of a Japanese holiday (Obon) and have a chance to maybe take a nap.
If this stupid wind dies down.