No it wasn't because I was in trouble or anything. The wind was HOWLING out of the northwest at about 45 mph all night. That made it loud and cold. It reminded me of the time my mother was in hospice and we had several nights like that. I slept on the couch then, too.
My mother always said the wind makes people crazy. I believe her. It's funny how windy days remind me of her. I miss her.
Anyway...my husband came looking for me at about 2 a.m. He cleaned his guns off the guest bedroom bed and asked me to join him in there. It was much quieter and snuggly.
The wind has finally died down and I can watch my Rangers lose to Cleveland. Go Rangers!
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