It was eerily quiet around here the last few days--in the mornings that is. I'd wake up and wonder if I had gone stone deaf! Not a sound, except the Tinnitus ringing in my ears. Of course, that all changed as darkness came.
For some reason, people find it fun to set off loud explosive devices. Not pretty fireworks kind, just very loud bangs! Now, as a person who suffers from a phobia of loud, sharp noises, it makes for an uncomfortable couple of hours.
I thought I had that phobia taken care of, along with my anxiety, depression and panic attacks and I no longer get anxious when thunder storms come in, but last night, I had to succumb to screwing my ear plugs, deep into my ear canals. Because, THE IDIOTS were walking the street in front of and behind my house, setting off the loud bangers.
All is quiet once again this morning. It feels like Sunday, but my "reminder" days flip-chart says "Wednesday" and I rely on that, rather than a feeling.
This photo greeted me first thing on Face Book this morning. Darling Della enjoying her first 4th of July up at Karen and Mark's cottage. I wonder if the fireworks over the lake scared her?