For the third time in the last four nights, we were awakened by thunder. The only reason we weren’t on that fourth night is because it stormed before bed. On the one hand, it’s great that we’re getting rain and I don’t have to water (though some places are getting too much and flooding). On the other hand, I sleep lousily to begin with and have a kid that already wakes me up in the middle of the night, so adding a thunderstorm to that mix makes for a very tired me.
Looks like we’ll get a respite for a couple days mid-week (60s at night! mid-80s during the day!) before we’re back up to the 90s by the end of the week again.
Darn. I had several other thoughts this morning when the thunder woke me up, but as is usually the case with mid-night wakings, I can’t remember anything. Maybe it’ll come back to me later.
Anyone else thunderstorm-weary? Usually I enjoy a good storm, but I feel like they’ve burned me out this year, we’ve had so many.