It was quite stormy last night when we went out in Nashville, and I already had rough weather for the next week on my mind as we get ready to relocate further east. As a result, the massive downpour I listened to all night and early morning had my thoughts racing – worries about leaks, more electrical issues, dreading the hour or so it was going to take me to pack up the truck and various outside bits.
I finally rolled out of bed, climbed down the ladder, and nuked myself some coffee as it slowly dawned on me that the torrential sounds that were still thundering through the trailer were, in fact, from a noise generator app Stephanie had rigged in bed, likely to drown out my snoring.
