I had a good Friday at work. I was in the lobby, which was unusually slow for a Friday. It was quite a change from last week. Tomorrow I'll be back at the drive-up.
It's been hot and humid all day. Everybody that came in was talking about how good the air conditioning felt. Going outside and getting into a black car that had been sitting in the sun since 7:15 was about as unpleasant as I expected it to be. I went to the pharmacy and grocery store after work, and at 5:45 it was still 93 by the bank thermometer. Tomorrow's high is supposed to be 73 so, as you can imagine, we're expecting strong storms tonight. We've had a couple roll through already, with high winds and heavy rain. The biggest line should get here around midnight. You can imagine my excitement. I will probably be working tomorrow on minimal sleep.
I had trouble sleeping last night because my hands hurt so bad. I really am trying to rest them, and it's quite a challenge. At least I don't have any rooms to paint this weekend! Hunter must have known last night that something was wrong. During the worst of it, he jumped up on the bed, walked up my legs, snuggled a bit, and lay down draped across my ribcage like he does so often. It was inexpressibly comforting last night. It relaxed me and I went right to sleep. Bless the furbabies! They take good care of me. Your little family is good at looking after each other.
I'm going to head off to bed early tonight. When the storms get here, I expect to have three cats arranged in the windowsills watching the lightening, and one German shepherd shivering in my lap. So I'll get as much sleep as I can before they start. I'll be up at 5:30, and that comes very early. Sleep good tonight, where there are no storms or frightened animals. Please pray for you family - for my hands to heal, for Jethro to not be afraid of the storm, and for the cats to continue to bear with their non-feline family members. We love you very, very much.
Kisses and cuddles,
Joan. And the furbabies.