I’m laying in bed listening to the thunder roll through and trying to maintain enough personal space between myself and my daughter and my dog, both of whom are scared of storms and snuggle up right close to me whenever there is thunder. I used to love sleeping during thunderstorms, but at least for the time being, I kind of hate them.

I came home from a super-hot day at school – kids were really tired from the oppressive heat and humidity. My own children spent the day in hot classrooms, some of which had fans. I got home and fell asleep and pretty much slept until about 9:30, when Annika climbed in bed with me worried about weather and wanting to listen to her podcast. Now I’m awake because of her anxiety and lack of concern for my personal space. It’s amazing how much room a little person and a little dog can take up in a relatively large bed when given the opportunity.

I thought about skipping writing tonight. I had been sleeping since about 6 pm and wanted to just keep sleeping. Maybe I should have. I obviously wasn’t especially inspired. But I did keep the streak alive today. That’s an accomplishment.