Alarms at Night
January 30, 2013 Uncategorized
So, last night I am sleeping soundly, as you might expect, given that it was 4am.
I wake up, slowly, trying to figure out what that sound is.
You know how it is, you’re half-groggy, and it is January, not exactly tornado season.
I spent probably five minutes at least coming awake, trying to figure out what I’m hearing.
Finally, I say to slave drew, “Are those sirens?”
“I think so…”
“Are they TORNADO sirens?”
About then, we both sort of wake up enough to realize that they are, indeed, tornado sirens.
We get up and turn on the television upstairs. Yes, tornado sirens. Yep, we’re having what seems to be a hellacious storm, passing over Louisville.
We are warned repeatedly to take shelter, but nothing is HAPPENING around us.
After about 15 minutes, I said, “Let’s go downstairs, if we do need to go to the basement, better to already be downstairs…”
We never went downstairs, it never really got bad here. It got bad all around us, but it was also a very fast-moving storm, traveling at something like 50+ miles per hour, they said, so it was over and gone before too long, but it still kept us up from 4am to 5am.
And then going back to sleep is not that easy afterwards.
So it was an earlier start than I’d planned on.
I went to the Wednesday Coffee, I had a friend who wanted advice and that was the easiest place to meet.
I chatted with a few people and then came home.
Tomorrow I have a meeting to talk to a venue owner. We’ll see how it works out.
Friday is the Friday Munch.
Saturday I’ll be in Indy overnight to emcee a contest, then home again Sunday.
A busy week.
I need to do some work on Bluegrass, I need to sell tickets and figure out a schedule for classes and what classes I’ll have.
I need to do some followups on Great Lakes, too.
I also need to do some work on my new site, I needed to move to this site to accommodate some other ideas I want to put into place, so that’s in the works.
I need to respond to comments, and leave the ones I keep meaning to leave.
I need to clean off my desk, and touch base with a half dozen people, too.
So, I have more to do than I have time to do it, and there’s nothing at all unusual in that, is there?
Now, if there are just no more alarms at night.
If you don’t recognize the reference, by the way, which is admittedly vague, it’s from my favorite author, James Thurber, and from my favorite of his books. You can find the story here.
Remember, too, to take a look at my NEW site on my OWN domain, which you can find here.