Monday we had some freezing rain and by Monday night the wind was blowing like crazy. It kept me up most of the night howling.
Tuesday morning, concerned that the car may be covered in ice I went to go check to see if I needed to scrape before I left for work. I opened my front door and found my storm door hanging by the bottom hinge. Apparently the wind caught it during the night and tore it partially off. As I drove down the road to go to work it looked like a war zone. Garbage was everywhere. Tuesday is garbage day so all the garbage cans had been put out Monday night and it was all over the road. At the end of my street there was a tree down in someone's yard.
I don't have any pictures to document any of it because I was too tired to stop and take any. All I could think about all day long was getting home and going to sleep.
When I got home, I laid down and guess what? I couldn't go to sleep. Isn't that the way it always goes.
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