Last night I stayed up later than I meant to reading The Beekeepers’s Apprentice by Laurie R. King. So I dreamed about Sherlock Holmes ALL NIGHT LONG. Sheesh that was exhausting!
We awakened to high winds and pouring rain, which put me right back to sleep. One of the problems that I have is that I listen to myself in my drowsy morning state. “Oh you don’t need to get up – you won’t be late for work & it’s ok if you are late.” I can’t be trusted that time of day. Thank goodness for my alarm clock which shocks some sense into me. I wonder what it’s like to just wake up wanting to get out of bed?
The rain had stopped by the time I left for work, so my commute was issue free. And frankly there’s a portion of my drive that I don’t remember at all. I was listening to my Mr. Pettigrew’s Last Stand & apparently I was quite caught up in it.
Right now I’m watching the clouds fly by my window & remembering the scene from the second Mummy movie. If I see a face in those clouds I’m going to hide in the bathroom!