rainy day

I’m so very tired. I really hoped to get a good night’s sleep last night. I can’t believe that today, I have to watch my friend bury her husband. I want to say we are too young for this, but sadly, so many of my friends lost their partners even younger.

Still… she is too young for this.

We saw some of Houston’s fireworks as we drove home from the suburbs last night. I couldn’t really appreciate them since I was trying to wend my way through parked cars ON THE INTERSTATE. I don’t think that’s legal, but hey, when people make a parking lot of three lanes of a major interstate in the fourth largest city in the country to watch fireworks, chances are the police can’t get to them to make them move.

One reason I didn’t sleep enough is because sometime after five a.m., we had our own fireworks. To the accompaniment of much thunder, the transformer in front of our house sent off an impressive array of sparks and left us without electricity. I called it in, but I was afraid to go back to sleep because I had to get up and out of here this morning. It only took them an hour to get it repaired, and by then, I was permanently awake.

So…off on a rainy, dreary day to say goodbye to a friend.