Well, sometimes in life we have bad days, and sometimes we have bad nights. Well last night was one of them. I started painting at about 7:30 p.m. and 15 minutes into the painting, blackout… the electricity was gone. So I got up and started turning off the lights in the house… except for a few–to save the electricity when the power came back on. The electricity suddenly came back about 5 minutes later, so I got back up and turned on more lights and then sat back down to continue painting, however I was a tad frazzled as it was now raining, thunder was clapping all around me and lightning was surrounding me… another blackout… and my paintbrush stayed on the page — too long — — yikes! I then got up, and started thinking that I had to give this up… when the lights came back on. I finally managed to finish the painting in quite a hurry, with many blurry moments.
My night had just started.
I got to bed at 11:30 p.m., woke up all of a sudden at 1:30 a.m. as Pyper was howling in the house, running to and fro, in a frenzy. I shuffled through the house and turned on the lights, to see three beautiful baby raccoons eating in the bird feeder. Pyper managed to break a plant glass holder, as I was bringing in the bird feeder from outside after scooting off the raccoons (they just looked at me with their big brown eyes), swept the floor and… guess what? I was wide awake by then. So back to bed, turned on the TV and by 3:00 a.m. I finally feel asleep. At 6:00 a.m., my radio turned on… I had forgotten to close my alarm. Then at 7:30 a.m. Guy came back home… so with very little sleep I got up and I guess that I will not be at my best today. Might as well go with the flow, and relax. Hah! I love weekends ;-) They are so restful, are they not?
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Jane neither did Helmut my dog nor my sister. Weiiiiiiiiird!
What a story!!!!!Funny I hardly slept last night as well as my new neighbors partied till 4 am, then the dog needed to poop and by the time I got to bed again it was past 6. Oh boy what was in the air????
Hah-hah! And what is really strange is that both of my parents (88 years old) did not sleep either… and you too? Geez! Must be something with the moon. Let’s not forget Pyper either as he was romping through the house for part of the night ;-)