I woke up to the rain this morning.
I love the sound it makes tapping on the roof of our little old house.
Although I waned to continue lying there, I had to get up to get the kids ready for school.
There’s something about the rain that makes it extra hard for me to get out of bed and get going.
It’s so soothing and perhaps, I needed some soothe this morning.
Life has been life, of course so who can expect anything else?
I do see glimmer of light at the end of the tunnel I have been in since 2014 so let’s keep trucking ahead I guess…
My thoughts from bed.
I’m up, helping the kids ready, see them off – then I get back in bed.
I just don’t want to officially start my day yet!
I missed two calls from my aunt while I’m sleeping – she ends up calling an uber or something for the ride she was calling to ask me for.
I feel like an asshole now, even though when I returned her call she says she understands I may be tired.
I guess I can’t help everyone all the time, but part of me wants to.
I know I’m too hard on myself + I’m working on that currently.
I know I’m not an asshole and that my heart was in the right place and that I was really tired or else I wouldn’t have fallen right back to sleep after getting the young ones out of the house for school this morning.
It’s now late afternoon and I have been out of bed since around 10:30 this morning so I didn’t do that bad.
It’s still raining though.
And I love it.