Train of thought. Writing without form. I've been way from writing for several days now and I fear I'm getting rusty. So I'm typing whatever this morning until I can work the kinks out.
I'm a bit fuzzy, almost furry brained, from the medicine I took for my sinus headache earlier. The pressure coming through from the storm had my head in a vice. I was in bed early last night then awake again at 2 something till almost four then again at 6 and 7. Needless to say not much sleep.
Gabs let me sleep in until 8:45 then she needed me to watch Shadow Hunters with her, a show about teenagers hunting down evil and fighting for good in the world. It's based on a book series, filmed a little like Buffy The Vampire Slayer, right up my ally lol! I'm being serious.
Gabs inherited my love of stories and shows about magical creatures, vampires and witches and the lot. She loves them but can't/won't watch them alone. So awake I must. We're on episode two and discussing the fact that there's a movie version of this and debating on whether or not we should hunt it down on Netflix so we can watch and compare.
Dennis and Tori are still snoozing, the snow has set in heavy now. I may end up back in bed myself if this medicine has anything to say about it. I don't know if Gabby will let me though. I brought home two Lord of the Rings movies and she's not seen them. I have a feeling if I get any more sleep it will be right here on this couch. I suppose there are worse ways to spend a day.
We're safe and warm at home. Full fridge, movies to watch, no ice yet (knock on wood, I think I ought to go with it and get settled in for the weekend. I hope that everyone is doing as well and keep doing as well as the storm blows on.
My headache has waned and I think I'm going to embrace the fact that I'm a bit empty headed. I shall fill up on pointless television and just watching the snow fall outside my window. There's plenty of time another day to worry about the world's problems and even my own. Today I shall hibernate in my snow day cave.
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