Rain and Sleep

I woke up because it was pouring rain and thundering.  I have never been able to sleep through that.  I can sleep through a train flying in front of our house and I can sleep through airplanes flying over our house, but somehow, I can't deal with raindrops? 

When we were little, we lived with my great-grandmother for a year while my parents were building our house.  My great-grandmother's house was on the street that had train tracks on it.  The first night we were there, all of us kids woke up screaming because it felt like we were in the middle of an earthquake.  The whole house was shaking, the windows were rattling, and the sound from the train was oppressive.  But by the end of the week, we were all sleeping right through it.

Our new house was built close to the airport and it was actually right on the flight path.  Every day in the early morning hours we would hear planes landing and taking off.  It was fun to lie on the car and see the planes go by and eventually, we also got used to the sound.  It's kind of neat how your brain just learns to ignore sounds that you consider to not be important.

I guess it doesn't rain enough in Austin for me to get used to the sound of rain and thunder.  And frankly, I love waking up to rain.  There is something nurturing about it.  When I see it landing on the ground, it reminds me of drinking cold water on hot summer days and feeling refreshed.  I bet that's how the grass feels. Wouldn't it be fun if it only rained at night?  Then you would get the coolling down effect, but you wouldn't have to make rain plans for the day...

Ok, I'm rambling....got to go to bed and get some more sleep...