It is now 11:30 AM and Cindy is off to the workout center after having missed the two previous days. I just couldn't make it today because I have lifted 4 straight days and my muscles need a break.
It is Sunday morning. It feels strange that we are not yet involved in a church here in Knoxville. It will happen, but so far we haven't been attracted to any of the churches we have visited or researched.
Last night I was first awakened by a welcome rain storm at 1:00. I like rain and I like the sounds and smells of it. I like the lightning and thunder and the promise of freshness from heaven as the dark clouds roll in. I got out of bed and went to the window and watched as the moonlit silvery droplets pelted.
It ended about 30 minutes later. Before I could return to the Land of Nod, I became aware of a driving bass from the home next door. To be sure, the sound was not loud enough to keep me from sleep, but I did have to wonder why the neighbors (whom we have never met since we moved in in March) would be listening to loud rock music in their home at almost 2:00 AM. Hmmm, I thought...alcohol must be involved.
This almost imperceptible driving bass beat continued for about 40 minutes and then ended. As I rolled over and pulled my pillow to my body, I began to slide off to sleep. But then.......
I heard voices outside---very faint. Two men talking. Where could this be? I investigated. There was no one outside in front or in back. And why would two people be outside in the wee hours after rain had made their world sloppy wet? Sigh....who knows the answers to these questions?
Around 4:30 I again slid off into unconsciousness. I dreamed of my cell phone which would not function and my car that would not start. Oh well.......tomorrow is another day!