I am not Dorothy
Okay, if I seem a bit cranky today, it’s only because I didn’t sleep well last night. It’s one of the side effects of feeling as if you might be blown off the face of this planet. Seriously!
Every now and then, we get these wind storms where we live. Think of them as tornadoes without the swirliness. Well, they must have been gusting up over 100mph. When I got up this morning, our huge trash dumpster was on its way down our driveway. That sucker is pretty heavy. They typically have to be towed around with a truck to get into their intended location. Nope. Not this time. Trying to push it back up and into place was a bit challenging when the gusts would hit– 5 steps forward, pick your butt back off the ground– that kind of thing.
Anyway, the winds have been blowing pretty hard the last few days, but this is an exception. These are the kinds of winds that make me wonder if we’re going to wake up to a gaping hole in the roof. I tell ya that if I’m going to have to endure this, I want the ruby red slippers too. You can keep the dog. I’ve got that covered.
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