and yes, the old man is snoring ... and I can't sleep. Storms again tonight - more dumping rain on our water logged and mosquito swarmed land. My nine year old was only awake twice, anxiety over the thunder and lightning. The seven year old was stressing last evening about the flash flood watch notices on the TV, asking when the flood was coming.
Hubs came to bed last night, telling me that we had a water leak - water dripping out of the kitchen light fixture. I must have been really tired, because I fell asleep anyway, but I woke up about 2 a.m. pondering that water leak, which led to pondering the holes in our siding which already cause me anxiety about the potential for pest infestation (squirrels, bats, bees, and who knows what else), and now I can worry about moisture and mold and leaks and collapsing ceilings.
So I finally got up at 3 a.m. Wiped up more puddles on the floor in the kitchen, emptied the bucket, and admired the water stains on the kitchen ceiling. Sigh.