It’s only 5 hours…

Tonight I’m hanging out with my sister in a parking lot till 2 AM. She has to monitor the crew stripping the floors at her work and since it’s sort of dangerous for a young woman to be hanging out in an empty parking lot by herself, I’m going along.

Sitting in an empty parking lot for five hours…yay?

Actually, I’m hoping that we have some fun. I’m bringing my laptop so we can watch Merlin episodes and we’re ordering pizza and I’m bringing a bag stuffed full of books, cards, games and enough bug spray to protect from anything in the tri-county area. I’m very pointedly not drinking a lot of water tonight because I don’t relish the idea of making a lot of trips down to the local gas station. My sister keeps saying “it’s only five hours” like it’s not like that long to sit in a dark parking lot on a Friday night. I think there’s a disconnect between my sister and I because I think five hours is a long time.

To add to the fun…we’re under a severe thunderstorm warning capable of heavy rain, hail and hurricane force winds. HURRICANE FORCE WINDS. When I got the first email warning about the storm, I was worried…and then I laughed. A lot. Because now I’m imaging me and my sister skidding across the parking lot with our lawn chairs and our pizza and my sister screaming out…

“It’s only five hours!”