I’m absolutely exhausted and I have to get up and work tomorrow morning, and I can’t sleep.
An uncertain job situation (which I will not go into here, mostly because it would take pages to explain) is the main cause of it, though the angst from that seems to be bleeding into other parts of my life.
It’s left me totally restless. The fact that there’s something interesting on CNN (the possible transformation of New Orleans, Louisiana into Atlantis) is not helping.
The banter between Carol Costello, the anchor and Chad Myers, the weatherman, is twistedly amusing. Take this bit from about 4:15am Eastern time:
Costello: My favorite description this morning, and I shouldn’t say favorite because that’s probably the wrong adjective, but the difference between a category 4 and a category 5 is the difference between getting hit by an 18 wheeler and a train.
Myers: (hesitating) OK…I’ll buy that. Sure.
Costello: It came from the National Hurricane Center.
Myers: Oh, OK.
Costello: We’re gonna take a short break…
I spent this whole weekend trying to catch up on the sleep I didn’t get this week, and now that I at least came close to finally feeling like a human again, I can’t sleep.
But as I hear figures like, “Projections show the area around the Superdome could be under up to 20 feet of water,” I realize that as ridiculous as my life has gotten recently, it could be a whole, whole lot worse.
Edited to add: And now Anderson Cooper has arrived in Baton Rouge. Because while Miles O’Brien lashed to a tree is good, Anderson Cooper lashed to a tree is ratings gold.