I went to bed last night at around 10pm, cuz I was tired. At the time, my brain agreed. Then when I was in bed and trying to fall asleep, my brain decided it wanted to go write some more. My body disagreed. An epic battle ensued wherein my brain was like Patrick Swayze's ghost trying to convince Whoopi Goldberg to help him. (Although, thankfully without a bazillion rounds of 'Henry the Eighth'.) In the end, my body won, but it was a costly victory. Now my brain is gloating that I probably would've gotten more sleep if I'd just gotten up and let it write. My hands just flipped my brain the bird.
It is good to be writing again.
The other day I was sitting in the living room when a blue jay flew into the redbud tree outside our picture window. Then I started hearing a strange melodic series of notes from the blue jay. I laughed and asked it what the hell it was doing. Shortly thereafter, I realized what it was doing... Imitating a recorder. Four perfect notes. I know why... The neighbors' grandkid practices her recorder outside. I told Hubs "If he starts doing 'Mary had a Little Lamb' I'm going to freak right the fuck out'.
When I lived in FL, we had a local mockingbird who could imitate the neighbor's phone. Never knew blue jays could be that precise in their mocking, too.
We've hit the rainy season here, I guess. Every day a little storm. I'm hoping today's holds off until I get home from the store.
Speaking of which...
What's on your this n that today?