Tiger turns to Bear

Body says, storm coming in.

Not that it tells me this. Oh, no. A lot of internal processes are going a little odd, but we're not going to mention why.

The first clue, generally, is being absolutely hungry. Okay? I just ate a perfectly fine, in fact slightly larger than usual lunch, right before work. Finished my milk on the way to work, in fact. And an hour later, I'm not just feeling peckish, I can both feel and hear my stomach making a ruckus. Get a snack partway through work, end up bolting home. Food. Food. Need food. Whatever you want me to deal with, if I can't eat it, it's going to have to wait ten minutes.

Eat food. Mind, I have to book it over to my class. Whatever. Bring part of it, eat more food in class. Eat food between class and lab. Drink water. Drink another liter of water. Hmmm, almost...getting...there...

If you've seen me recently, I am certainly not wasting away. It is far more obvious than I'd prefer when I've had a crazy week that doesn't let me get to the gym. Body doesn't care. Body takes all the food I give it, and says, "You need more. I'm still hungry. Go find something else. Gimme."

And there's this strong sense of, "return to home." I have the overwhelming urge to go home, and stay there. Batten down all the hatches, close the blinds, and if I happen to have a spare piece of sheetrock lying around, make a new wall in front of them. Find my honey and my brood, get them all in for the night, lock up, snuggle up, and hibernate. Really, find a big warm pile of cushions and blankets, drag about six more blankets over yourself (hopefully you've already snarfed your sweetie, so he's stuck there), and sleep this through.

At this point, I usually have to remind myself that, A) I have no chillens yet, as Santas would say, and B1) I don't live with my love, B2) my love is far enough away that he's out of this storm system and can't be brought in the house anyway, and B3) he's pretty good about taking care of himself in winter weather.

Silly instincts. But the fun part is if you ignore where all of this is going. I love A&P. I'm occasionally completely bewildered by it, but I love it, love learning all this stuff (hate getting left behind, though). Body hit a switch, and, you're going to sleep....nooow. Close down. I kept jerking awake, I went to the bathroom to splash water on my face, I drank a tank of water (usually, this wakes me up)...argh. Fortunately, she finished pretty early tonight - we had some free time with checking out more tissue types under the microscopes, but I was done. I had the choice on whether I wanted to fall asleep on the lab table or in my room, but sleep was going to claim me.

Sleep is temporarily holding off, since I've appeased the other two instincts. I'm home. I ate MORE food. I have agreed that, no, I'm not going anywhere tonight. I checked the weather to make sure that storm indeed was going on. It's going to be a good one, by the look of it. Talking to a few other students, evidently (for the last few years, anyway) Wyoming gets this very dry January, most of February, and then gets slammed by its winter weather from late February through most of March and perhaps a good slice of April.

Ah, good. Perfect traveling weather.

I still have a paper to write tonight, and tomorrow is far too booked until AFTER the class to have time to do it, so I'm going to take a shower, as that's one of the more effective ways of keeping myself awake after my body tries to throw me into bed.

EDIT: Ah, haha, hahaha, haha, ha.
The youngest and I are now uproariously laughing. We've been discussing weather patterns, because there's a different winter storm (more severe than ours, actually) that's decided to wreak one serious weather party (depends on the storm's definition, I suppose) from South Dakota to Michigan. What we have coming is in comparison rather cute - much smaller, the sort of thing that you'd expect to find waltzing around Canada, and it's on a very determined mission to Destroy the Bighorns by Snow. Evidently, it took notice of us, and made a beeline straight down here.
But, just to be sure that I wasn't getting some sort of weather-message-error, I decided to check a few other areas. Mitchell, major storm warning. Grand Rapids, Green Bay, Austin, winter weather warning. Minneapolis, winter weather advisory. Tallahassee - high pollen count.

Needless to say, my sister and I find this very funny. To be fair, I think it's the natural bent of Minnesotans to find Florida very funny. We have Iowa jokes, we don't even bother picking on Florida. We just hear the name and smile.