Please, help me, I’m begging you!  Three hours of sleep doesn’t cut it for me.  I need your liquid awakeness!

Okay, so awakeness probably isn’t a word, but I’m really too tired to care.  Weekend of Painting Number Two, Part II went off mostly as planned (i.e., we actually painted).  We were up till after 2:30 a.m. Saturday night, but we got the walls and ceiling primed and then put two coats of paint on the ceiling before calling it a night.  Naturally, we had to clean up before we could collapse, but that essentially was the end of it.  As we were outside fending off mosquitoes and spraying paint everywhere with the hose (we were trying to rinse out brushes and rollers), I happened to notice a bunch of heat lightning to the north of Reinbeck and I have to say, it was the weirdest heat lightning ever.  It almost looked like someone was setting off fireworks or something.  Oh well, thought I, better there than here.  We put all the paint supplies on the porch to dry and then went inside, cleaned ourselves up, and went to bed.

You know how when you’re really super tired and all you want to do is sleep, but the second your head hits the pillow, you get a second wind?  Well, that happened Saturday night.  So we lay there talking for a little bit and had just drifted off into blissful slumber when the tornado sirens went off.  Seriously, we had been asleep for ten minutes at most and then all of a sudden we’re tearing through the house like a couple of bats outta hell.  Hunnybunny dashed across the hall and grabbed his daughter out of her room and the three of us tore down the stairs to the basement.  We took up residence on the stairs and hunnybunny directed me to the safest corner of the basement, should we need to hide out for a while.  That’s when the rumbling started, and I don’t mean rumbling like thunder, I mean rumbling like a train.  He didn’t have to tell me to move, I moved on my own.  We were downstairs for close to an hour.  I was freezing about the whole time we were down there, but I had neglected to bring my jacket with me for the weekend and I was wearing a tank top, so I didn’t have a lot of recourse except for snuggling up to hunnybunny.  He told me where I could find a jacket downstairs and that helped, but it was only a thin one.  I’ve never shaken that much in my entire life, and I’m not sure which made me shake more, the cold or the fear.  Hunnybunny ran upstairs and got a blanket and that helped, but I was pretty nervous about him going upstairs with the sirens going.  Then they stopped after about twenty minutes and he decided to go upstairs and check the situation out on t.v.  He was up there for a long time while we stayed safely downstairs, but I was really, really nervous about that.  I just wanted him to come back downstairs and be safe.  Fortunately, the storm passed without a tornado hitting Reinbeck, but I was plenty freaked out after what happened last month.

Needless to say, I was ridiculously tired yesterday.  We had planned to go to church in the morning (which starts at 8:00 a.m.), but we decided not to.  Hunnybunny had to return the prayer brick, so he ran up quick, but then he came home and we put the first coat of paint on the walls in the kitchen.  After only three hours of sleep, though, we were both feeling extra un-motivated and once the first coat was up, we decided to go out for dinner, since it was Father’s Day and all.  HuHot, yummy!  Then we went back home and put another coat of paint on the walls and watched the race.  Or more accurately, he watched the race and I took a nap.  Daughter took a nap, too.  Eventually, we started taking the plastic down in the kitchen and the drywall guy came back to caulk around the edges of the countertops.  Once that was dry, it was painted, too, and then it was supper-and-a-movie time.  We had pizza and watched Mulan.  Hunnybunny had a nap.  Then I had a nap.  Then it was bedtime.  Think I wanted to get up this morning after all those naps yesterday?  Not a chance!

So since I have now chronicled my partly-interesting-but-mostly-boring-and-sleep-deprived weekend, I’m off to take a nap and pray for caffeine and an end to the severe weather.  ¡Adios!

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