Right here, right now

Right now, I checked the weather and it said that it's 880 here, but feels like it's 940. They've got to be kidding me. It feels like it's 110 here. I felt like I was frying just going to the mailbox to check the mail. It felt like I had opened an oven that had been baking something at 350 degrees and was standing right next to it. Ok, I guess that would mean it really feels like it's 3600.

I wanted to go to work today, but found out Saturday that my husband had scheduled the floor guy to come out. Thus, I stayed home to participate in the continuing saga of the wood floor problem. At least I got my house clean. It feels good to sit down and play after I completed a task.

I am in dire need of a good book to read. Let me clarify that statement. It's not that I'm not reading an excellent book right now. I am. I'm reading "Reformed Theology" by R.C. Sproul. But I'd also like to read something with a little adventure to it, or maybe a good biography about some interesting and perhaps, inspiring person. I'm in need of a little lightness right now.

This morning when my husband woke me up, he had a lantern in his hand. The electricity was out in our neighborhood. My husband gets up at 4:30 AM and goes to work at 5:30 AM. After he left, I walked around the house with the lantern. It was very quiet. I also went outside to see if any areas of the neighborhood had lights. None of the homes in our sub-division had lights. I turned off the lantern, walked around in the dark and enjoyed the early morning constellations.