that wasn't terrible

That might have been the mildest July 4th since I've lived here.

Normally, even during the daytime, it's just constant fireworks. As in, you can't count to 10 during daylight hours (or 3 during night hours) without hearing another kaboom. Instead, I often went more than an hour before hearing anything during the day. Fireworks didn't really begin until dusk.

After dusk, they went on past midnight as usual. It was 3:40am when the cat finally came to bed seeking comfort. I've been awake since then. Today will be a caffeine day for work.