I was awake, but just barely. Although the clock next to the bed did glower 8:00 am, I was content where I was, wondering how long I could stay abed without drawing attention to myself. What propelled me out of that cozy cocoon was one of the loudest claps of thunder I have ever heard. Yes, I am from the Midwest. Yes, I do tend to exaggerate. But for one long moment I wondered if there was an explosion, an attack. It was that unexpected and that loud.
I stumbled out of bed and headed to the sliding doors opening to our lanai. The rain was deafening and already pooling water over the rug adjacent to N's sand box. Soon the excess water, coming too fast to drain, would creep up towards the doors as it is wont to do in a storm. My first thought? "Yay, I won't have to go outside and get some exercise today!"
I've been a bit tired of the relentless sun anyway. This is a nice break. Today it will be cool and dark with high winds at some point this morning. Too early for hurricane season, but proudly defiant weather nonetheless.
I will stay indoors. Today is the Weather God's day for exercise, not mine.
