What is your mission?
A mission? Can I wear Camo Paint? Sounds like a bit of fun!
So what is my mission? To infiltrate the fridge at midnight? Sneak into the pantry for the last box of Xmas biscuits without triggering the sophisticated alarm system that is sleeping by the stove?
Right now my only mission is to get through the night as Storm Goretti batters seven shades out of the windows on the north side of the farmhouse. Living on top of a hill is a great place—no danger of flooding, but the wind has to be felt to be believed.
Looking at the weather map, it looks like water going down the plug-hole—somewhere over my house right now.
Right, it reminds of that story….
“It was a dark and stormy night, and the first mate said to the captain…”
“It was a dark and stormy night……“
You know the drill. Keep safe and warm, tea and biscuits will save the day.