curious

How is it that I can wake up 27 times an hour, on average - enough to warrant sleeping with a Darth Vader like contraption on my head - and never wake up when we have the rare super loud lightening and thunderstorm? For the second time this summer I had several people ask me today if I woke up during the thunderstorms last night, and I'm like, uhm, no - was there a storm?... and they're all, like, what, you didn't hear the storm?? It was SO loud - you must be a really deep sleeper and I'm like, well, I didn't think so...

But you know... perhaps this means the $4500 sleep study was WRONG and if that's the case I can STOP wearing *&$#! binkie and return to the nights of whoosh, whoosh, whoosh free sleep - where I don't struggle to fall asleep against the air seeping into my eyelid and out around the mask onto my chin. Where I don't spill water all over the kitchen floor trying to clean out the air tube so it doesn't grow nasty stuff that will get into my lungs and cause me to hemorrhage in my sleep. (Okay, so I made up that last part)

It's a little like the time I missed the earthquake.

I was out on a run after a couple of weeks of sloth, and thus running wasn't as easy as usual. So I put on my headset (it was pre-ipod days) and turned on the radio and was sort of trying to get into the run and then was a little off balance and it felt like I was running in sand - so I was kind of chiding myself for having gotten out of shape and then the headphones went dead which irked me because I'd just put in new batteries so I figured the damned thing had just died and now I had to run with this stupid looking headset on my head without any real benefit - and then I ran past these people standing outside of their condos looking kind of perplexed - so I had this little dialogue with myself about hmm, maybe they're looking to buy a condo - but then there are other people standing around looking a little freaked out - and just when I started to come up with a story for them the radio came back on to a live feed from a news station- which by the way was not what I normally found inspiring to listen to on runs - so it quickly became clear that we'd had an earthquake. And my stumbling, off balance start had nothing to do with my lack of fitness. Well, at least it wasn't 100% due to that.

It simply begs the question: Am I destined to miss all of the interesting weather in this region?