Then Joe moved some furniture around in the bedroom so that my desk is in front of the window. It was one of the projects on the list. We live at the top of a big hill now, and out the back windows we overlook an embankment, and lots of trees. The wind is up today because of the storms coming our way.
I love storms, always have. That's because I live in New England far enough away from the Atlantic to not make flooding an issue. Just some toppled trees and power outages, and not that often. I love the rain, wind, thunder and lightning. I could watch a storm for hours.
That reminds me of this one time I was in the hospital, God knows what for, and one night it started to storm outside. It sounded awesome. The blinds were closed though. I remember I gingerly put my feet over the side of the bed, slid forward trying not to split any stitches--it must have been my hernia surgery--put my feet on the floor, shuffled over and opened the blinds.
I was just settled back on the bed (being just as slow and gimpy) when my nurse bustled in to check on me. She said, "Oooooooooooh, no!" and snapped the blinds closed. "You don't want to see that!" she cried out. I didn't say anything, just smiled. But as soon as she left, I
gingerly put my feet over the side of the bed, slid forward trying not
to split any stitches, put my feet
on the floor, shuffled over and opened the blinds again.
Storms are supposed to come in a few hours. Stay safe out there, Boston.🗲
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