I like my sleep. I really do, so anything that interferes with it does not sit well. A lot of things didn’t sit well last night. Our weather radio went off three times. The first two in the middle of the night warned of a possible tornado in the next county. Fine, that was useful. The third time at 6:22 a.m. the radio droned a dire weather report for this AFTERNOON. Once I closed my eyes again, an alarm that should not have been set went off. Hubby turned it off and got up. Ten minutes later it went off again—I thought—but after tearing it from the wall socket and strangling every button on it, I continued to hear ringing. I realized it was his backup alarm. I pushed every button on that one until the noise stopped. Now it was past 7:00 a.m., not my usual awaking hour, so I hit the pillow again—just as a truck somewhere began to back up. Beep, beep.
I do not plan to be in a good mood today.
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