Weather Predictions

Thank goodness the bulk of the rain that was expected to hit us didn’t. We were supposed to receive more than an inch of rain overnight and that coupled with the snow from last week could have caused our basement to take on water yet again. I am thankful beyond words that it didn’t come to fruition. Our ground is totally saturated from February’s two snow and ice storms and while I know rain is a good thing sometimes too much of a good thing is too much.

But all this weather has me wondering what is up with the men and women trying to predict it. Last week we were only supposed to get a dusting of snow and then rain and sleet. Instead we ended up with 4 inches of snow. The storm before that we were supposed to receive another dusting with freezing rain. Instead we received close to two or more inches of sleet that kept the kids out of school for three days. Each of these times the weather forecasters were wrong, I don’t mind wrong but to be so miserably wrong each time seems to say that even with all that high tech equipment they have to aid them predicting the weather is still a crap shoot. I think I continue to rely on my creaky bones to predict the rain or snow.

This morning I woke and I immediately said thank you for my almost five hours of sleep. You see for the last two weeks I have wrestled with a cough that just didn’t want to budge until yesterday. I came home from work yesterday and played with my dogs and ate breakfast. All the while I was envisioning myself sleeping soundly on the couch with my four dogs in their designated spots. I made myself as comfortable as I could in the half sitting upright and laying down on the couch as I could and closed my eyes still envisioning myself sleeping soundly. Hurray! I slept for four and a half hours!!! That means that I did nothing else yesterday between my work shifts, but considering I haven’t slept through the night in two weeks I didn’t mind. Everything over the last two weeks that I was supposed to finish or do didn’t happen. I no longer work well without my seven or eight hours of sleep. I have a ton of catching up to do reading submissions from my critique partners, a novel draft to finish that I promised to comment on over two weeks ago (Sorry Dej). My only excuse is when I don’t get my sleep I’m cranky and live in a brain fog. The upside is I finished the revisions on the chapters for the agent who requested my novel and I sent those out earlier this week! The waiting game begins as do the final chapter revisions. But now it’s time for work.

Until next time, good writing!