We made it to Saturday! Yeah us! I have a confession to make ( no it’s not juicy, those I save for Monsignor) this morning I’ve had 4 cups of Starbucks coffee with almond milk.
While for most people I hear that caffeine hypes you up, for me it has the opposite effect. Especially at night. Why have I betrayed my tea-pot? Anxiety is at a fairly high level between watching nothing but live streaming of the Hurricane. As my own personal storm chaser could not participate in this he was determined to watch his brethren try to get as close as humanly possible to death.
At one point he looked at me and said, Hey, your bleeding! Am I really stressing you out that much? Uh, you think? Between my first hurricane which left a huge live oak inside my bedroom and me in the closet to Katrina who so kindly destroyed our beautiful Mississippi coast, I just can’t watch that. It’s not like a tornado, which doesn’t bother me because it’s there, it’s gone. NO, hurricanes have a mind of their own and will sit right on top of you and then go back, strengthen and smack you in the face again.
So I had scratched my hands until they bled. My heart breaks for Texas today and I’m hoping things settle down here, but the big fight is on tonight and I just found out my son is shelling out for it…..so maybe I can watch that. In the mean time, Texans, we love you and you are welcome here!
Have a good one!