The Sky is Falling
The sun forgot to come out today. I woke up to dark skys and the sound of water pouring off the corners of my house.
It made me think of my childhood home. We had a tin roof. There is something a little big magical about the sound of rain on a tin roof.
The sound of pecans and limbs falling onto a tin roof is less magical, but a price that had to be paid.
I don't generally mind the rain. As long as there is no thunder and lightning, no threat of tornados or of the power going out, I think rain can be good.
What am I saying, of COURSE rain can be good. It has a major place in the world. There would BE no world without rain.
Later in the day it stopped raining but stayed grey.
That is the part that I don't like. I don't like long grey hours where the sky is heavy but nothing falls out of it. Low cloud cover is oppressive and depressive to me.
EVEN LATER in the day I realized I was getting sick. I blame the low cloud cover of course.
No, not really, I blame the sick co-workers. There have been a few of them now.
So when I got home tonight I started taking everything even remotely resembling a vitamin in the house, including drinking OJ and V8.
Now, if I could only get a full nights sleep so my body can get the rest it needs to fight the infection before it settles in. Too bad its not possible to occasionally pause motherhood. lol
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