There was a Storm & I had a nap*

I’m back home after a whirlwind trip to see my parents.

I didn’t want to get caught in cottage traffic again, so I left this morning before it got bad. I’m glad I did, as two Tornado warnings beeped through on the radio (thankfully, not for my region). They did signal that a decent storm was coming though, and I’m so grateful I was off the road before it hit.

It rolled in really quickly, and M took the kids outside to watch the clouds roll and build across the sky.

Within a few minutes it was raining sideways and I’m pretty sure I saw some hail mixed in there. We didn’t get the crazy winds that hit a little west of us, but it was still pretty neat to watch.

After the storm I passed the parent torch over to M and crawled into bed for a nap. I passed out almost immediately, only to be woken by P yelling for me to wipe his bum less than an hour later. I must have been in a pretty deep sleep because I felt SO out of it. I still feel a little woozy from being woken up so abruptly… it’s like I need another sleep to reset my head.

I have such a love/hate relationship with naps for this reason–sometimes they are so lovely, others I almost feel worse after napping.

I vetoed cooking dinner and instead made some hard boiled eggs with toast and apple slices. We went for a long walk after dinner before throwing the kids in the bath and herding them off for an early bedtime after a fun night away.

I should probably tidy the disaster that is my living room or the mess in the kitchen, but…

…I also kinda don’t want to.

(If I turn out the lights I won’t be able to see the mess. WIN. ha.)