But experiencing a radical “firework” show. Not very much fun. A little bit interesting. Iran’s 100 or so latest missiles were intercepted and we watched the orange tracers seeking them out and exploding in the air. Not quite above us, but nearly. This caused way to much cheering in our town, and now the IDF is racing through the streets calming things down with noise grenades. Ok, so calming is maybe the wrong word to use with noise grenades, but the cheering is over.
Because it’s scary, I feel like picking a fight with someone. Because it’s scary, Nancy wants to cry, because it’s scary, Kyron has to constantly bounce the soccer ball against the house. And because we’re out of water in some of our tanks, Heath and Matt are trying to syphon from our fuller tank so we can keep flushing. Showers aren’t an option. Water truck is rescheduled for tomorrow.
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