The Nightmare Before Easter

Easter is exceptionally early this year (to see exactly how uncommonly early check out this moveable feast of Easter facts) and as if by protest the weather has decided to be exceptionally awful. I'm laying here under the duvet, blogging as hail and sleet batters the window.

I woke up screaming last night. The weird thing was, I wasn't having what I would call a nightmare. I remember dreaming that I needed to scream (for some vague dream-addled reason related to making someone think I was crazy) so I did, out loud. This woke Jane up, who understandably woke me up properly to tell me I was screaming. I couldn't get back to sleep after that. I wouldn't have minded but I didn't even get a decent nightmare out of it.

That's it, there's nothing much else to blog about at the moment. There are a few things that I'd like to blog about, but I can't until they actually happen. Something to look forward to I suppose.