Woke up this morning, curled up into a warm ball and waited for the alarm to go bleep. Nothing. Waited a little longer, still nothing. My need to pee overwhelmed my desire to keep on waiting, so I got out of bed and, just to satisfy my curiosity, checked my clock. Quarter to five. After considering whether or not going back to bed for less than fifteen minutes would be satisfying enough to make it worthwhile, I realized that it wouldn’t, and jumped into the shower to start the day.

And the day is very windy again. What the hell is it with this windy weather? I don’t mind a gentle breeze now and again, but this is some heavy-duty wind we’re talking about, strong enough to rattle the windows. I was more than a little surprised that our emptied trash can was still at the curb when we came home from work last night.