Screech. Scratch. Like nails on a chalkboard. Scratch, screech, scratch. Ohh I should not be hearing noises like this at 2am. Or ever. It’s Freddy Krueger. I know it. Roll out of bed, grab the baseball bat from under my bed. (Don’t judge me, it’s like my security blanket K?) Hold my breath and tiptoe to investigate the noise. Sigh, just a tree branch knocked loose against the window courtesy of the crazy high winds. Good grief I am a scaredy cat. Back to bed.
Running water downstairs? Um, why do I hear water running downstairs? Both girls are accounted for, tucked snug in their beds. I just checked when I wandered the halls with the baseball bat. So why the water? Oh yes, the dishwasher. On a money saving timer set to start late late into the night. Back to bed.
A car door slams. Just a cab bringing home the neighbour’s kid from a late night of partying. Back to bed.
Finally, finally I drift off to sleep when ……
Pfffft. Oh Sh*t. What is that????
Pffft. Ahhh. Never mind. I don’t think bad guys stop to blow there noses. Damn those runny noses. Back to bed.
Four more sleeps nights until the Hubby gets home, then I can get some rest.
There aren’t too many axe murderers in the suburbs. Right?
We had a couger that escaped from a wildlife preserve Friday and kept trying to eat all the stray dogs, but no ax murderers. Yet.
It’s funny how we start to hear the slightest noise when we’re alone. Hope you’ll have better night sleep these couple of days.
Oh I know what you’re talking about… some nights I’m scared of every single noise! It’s always so much worse when the man is not home, you know?
Well, technically axe murderers tend to stick to the burbs. But it’s true there aren’t too many of them. I can’t sleep when hubby’s out either.
Oh no! ahahh! I leave a lot of lights on when the hubby is away… (I have no kids so I make sure the sister stays over lol)
Been there done all that, lol. My bat is under my dresser!
You should be all safe and sound way out there in the suburbs! Sleep tight!! 🙂
Oh! I feel your pain! I hate being home alone. I’m a wreck from bedtime until 3am when my hubby gets home.
I am the exact same way! I can’t stand it. I turn on the alarm, but am up all night worried the alarm will go up! Sheesh…
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Axe murderers always live and stalk in the CITY. Never ever the ‘burbs. You are safe. 🙂
Anytime I’m alone I completely let my mind get away from me!
same reason i hate it when my hubby isn’t home!
I don’t have a husband who travels, but that’s only because I don’t have a husband. I bet if I did have a husband, he’d travel. Mostly cause I think that’s a really cool thing. But having said that, I’m used to living on my own and I still have nights like that. Here’s to a good night’s sleep in your future.
You poor thing. Our imaginations can go wild can’t they!? Glad you will be able to sleep soon.
Small confession, love the Big Tuna to death, but I like being at home alone sometimes. Power of remote, no snoring except the dog and Pajama’s at 6 PM without guilt. Secretly celebrating his 10 day trip camping with my brother.
Of course honey, I will miss you every moment, how will I get along without you. Snort right.