Sunday night in Salt Lake City was cool...and scary.
There was the most amazing lighting storm we've ever seen. That was cool.
At 1:00am there was also the loudest thunderclap we've ever heard. That was scary.
Right after that thunder, the power went out everywhere (yes, we were still awake, mostly playing on our iPhones, at 1am).
For some reason, when anything semi-unusual happens late at night, my mind always jumps to one extreme fear: robbers.
Totally irrational? ...Debatable.
In the darkness, the flashes of light from occasional lightning and the sound of wind rustling trees outside were all suddenly freakin. me. out.
I was sure that at any moment, I'd look up and a scary robber guy would be standing in our bedroom doorway.
As Chas hugged me and rubbed my back he gently told me,
"Babe, you really need to stop equating thunder with robbers."
Some things in life are easier said than done.