At four o’clock this morning, the rain was pouring straight
down as hard and fast and as thick as you can possibly imagine. I came awake
with a start; my mind was full of Sheldon Cooper’s voice. “It’s raining pea
soup! It’s raining pea soup!” My feet hit the floor. “Bazinga!”
I had put the book down at midnight, slept, awakened thirsty
at one, and spent two o’clock in the bathroom – the result of the luncheon fried
okra. After that, a short, relaxing, restful sleep! I was smiling.
The four o’clock, Bazinga dealt with, pea soup rain duly noted,
and pillows fluffed, I climbed back into my cozy lair. Zzzzz. At five, on the
dot, the alarm clock misfired. WFSU came pouring into my head!. It sounded like
Balzac. Bazinga!
At six o’clock, I was sleeping soundly. Knock. Knock. Knock.
“Leonard?” Knock. Knock. Knock. “Leonard?’
You know the rest. Belle had overturned the bedroom trash can and was thumping
it against the bedroom door. Knock. Knock. Knock. “Leonard,” my mind repeated
the obligatory third time.
Now after six, the light was beginning to peep through the
blinds. The rain was falling gently and I returned to a state of snoozing
lightly. Heaven!
As soon as I was, again, stretched out and cozy, my alarm
system beeper started beeping. That aggravating noise is the sign of a weak
battery that must be replaced by a company representative. The system will beep whether
on or off; each beep will be louder than the last. Bazinga! I got up and hit the button three times. That’s the signal that I have heard the beeping and
will call soon. Maybe today!
It’s seven o’clock now. The thunder and lightning woke me
flashing and cracking. Rain is coming down in sheets. Yes, Sheldon, in sheets.
Coffee is dripping, an egg is steaming, a biscuit is baking in the toaster oven.
Juice is poured.
I've been watching way too many Big Bang reruns. At least it
wasn’t Dr. Who’s voice that came to me in the night. Thanks to the Doctor and
Tardis, I might have ended up in some far off galaxy, sometime in the future,
trying to communicate with you via a new computer chip transplanted deep into my brain.
Bazinga!
Bazinga!
