Wednesday, January 03, 2007
Still trying to kill me...
Night 4 – Bedtime
You’d think I’d be super tired after getting very little sleep the previous evening and staying up all day so that I could go to bed at a regular time last night but nooooooooo…
So I read again. I usually read before bedtime because I find it relaxes me…Depending on the material, actually. If it’s something I’ve been dying to read then I’ll probably force my way through minutes I should be sleeping. Lately I’ve had an amazing amount of material to choose from, so last night I decided it was high time to put that Lemony Snicket series to bed seeing as I haven’t read the last three books.
I began to read The Grim Grotto; Michelle slept.
Yes, I still read books that are considered outside of my age level. But I still enjoy them and don’t feel the slightest bit ashamed. This is something that Kristen and I get to share with each other as she tends to shy away from John Grisham or Michael Crichton novels.
I managed to put the book down and turn off the light without Michelle uttering a single scary syllable. I had dosed up on the last of the NyQuil, and she had felt well enough to leave the stuff alone. I settled into a rhythmic breathing pattern and let my thoughts wander as I usually do when trying to sleep. The noises emitting from the heating vents became intertwined with my drowsy reflection, and it was like music was filling my head as I slipped deeper and deeper into uncons…
“Who’s calling me?”
Bam! I’m awake! Whatever tiredness I had felt before immediately escaped me.
“What?” I asked.
“Someone’s calling me!” Michelle was leaning towards me in bed. “I heard it!”
“Michelle, there’s no one calling you!” I reassured though I was a tad upset at being robbed of what felt like the beginnings of a good sleep.
Michelle grunted and turned over. She immediately started to snore softly.
Ugh! There I was awake again. I tried to let my mind wander, but twenty minutes later Michelle was at it again.
“What is with this house?”
“What now?” I asked.
“I just saw a face! It was a Cabbage Patch kid on the door!” She indicated the ensuite bathroom door. “It was moving!”
Visions of Child’s Play filled my head, and my imagination added Chucky’s footsteps just for the fun of it.
“I can’t stand this house!” she insisted, “There’s something wrong with this house!”
Instantaneously, she was back to sleep.
I lay awake for another 10 or 20 minutes before I decided that it was futile and read another chapter of the Grim Grotto before maybe falling asleep at around 2:00am or 3:00am. Felt good to wake up at 5:30am (note: sarcasm).
I’ve already had a few comments from coworkers that I should go home. I’m considering it, but seeing as I’m taking tomorrow and Friday off, I may be pushing it.
Take It Like A Husband is up, but it's kind of in its developmental stage right now. We have two comics up, but the front page didn't update like it's supposed too. Hopefully Shannon can get on that, but for now you have to go to the archive to see today's comic.
You’d think I’d be super tired after getting very little sleep the previous evening and staying up all day so that I could go to bed at a regular time last night but nooooooooo…
So I read again. I usually read before bedtime because I find it relaxes me…Depending on the material, actually. If it’s something I’ve been dying to read then I’ll probably force my way through minutes I should be sleeping. Lately I’ve had an amazing amount of material to choose from, so last night I decided it was high time to put that Lemony Snicket series to bed seeing as I haven’t read the last three books.
I began to read The Grim Grotto; Michelle slept.
Yes, I still read books that are considered outside of my age level. But I still enjoy them and don’t feel the slightest bit ashamed. This is something that Kristen and I get to share with each other as she tends to shy away from John Grisham or Michael Crichton novels.
I managed to put the book down and turn off the light without Michelle uttering a single scary syllable. I had dosed up on the last of the NyQuil, and she had felt well enough to leave the stuff alone. I settled into a rhythmic breathing pattern and let my thoughts wander as I usually do when trying to sleep. The noises emitting from the heating vents became intertwined with my drowsy reflection, and it was like music was filling my head as I slipped deeper and deeper into uncons…
“Who’s calling me?”
Bam! I’m awake! Whatever tiredness I had felt before immediately escaped me.
“What?” I asked.
“Someone’s calling me!” Michelle was leaning towards me in bed. “I heard it!”
“Michelle, there’s no one calling you!” I reassured though I was a tad upset at being robbed of what felt like the beginnings of a good sleep.
Michelle grunted and turned over. She immediately started to snore softly.
Ugh! There I was awake again. I tried to let my mind wander, but twenty minutes later Michelle was at it again.
“What is with this house?”
“What now?” I asked.
“I just saw a face! It was a Cabbage Patch kid on the door!” She indicated the ensuite bathroom door. “It was moving!”
Visions of Child’s Play filled my head, and my imagination added Chucky’s footsteps just for the fun of it.
“I can’t stand this house!” she insisted, “There’s something wrong with this house!”
Instantaneously, she was back to sleep.
I lay awake for another 10 or 20 minutes before I decided that it was futile and read another chapter of the Grim Grotto before maybe falling asleep at around 2:00am or 3:00am. Felt good to wake up at 5:30am (note: sarcasm).
I’ve already had a few comments from coworkers that I should go home. I’m considering it, but seeing as I’m taking tomorrow and Friday off, I may be pushing it.
Take It Like A Husband is up, but it's kind of in its developmental stage right now. We have two comics up, but the front page didn't update like it's supposed too. Hopefully Shannon can get on that, but for now you have to go to the archive to see today's comic.
