Back to Basics

Our AC broke yesterday. Luckily, it was not a 90 degree day.

I opened up all of the windows to try and get a cross-breeze going. And it was a lovely rainy day, so you could hear the drizzle of water from the gutters all afternoon. (After a hot NY summer with very little rain, this was welcome and calming, which in a house of three little boys, a little calm is nice.)

The heat rises something fierce in our house and even with the AC going, nights can be uncomfortable. I also opened up all of the windows upstairs to make sleeping better for the boys.

Then, in the middle of the night, I remembered why I don't like the soft breezes in the middle of the night in our house.

It's frakkin' LOUD outside our house. And we live in the suburbs. I suppose those that live in NYC are like "C"mon, woman, how loud can it be? We have traffic 24/7!"

So yes, it's not loud like a traffic jam outside my window at 3 a.m. But we live in a town that has rail road tracks going through the center of town. Every time a train comes through town, it's procedure to blow the horn before going through the intersection.

You know how many trains go through upstate NY?

Lots. Who knew rail transportation is so popular these days...?

And the frakkin' birds at 4:32 a.m. Really? Must you chirp that early? And with such exuberance?

I had to sneak into the boys' rooms and close their windows with the stealth of ninjas in the dark of night, just to make sure the train and birds didn't start our day hours prematurely.