It's really hard to get a good night's sleep around the Mansion. Seems like I barely get to bed and then I'm awakened by the cacophonous (took 3 tries and my estranged BFF Google to get that right) goings-on in this household.
You know I go to bed late, right? If YOU know, then surely the two people who cohabit with me should know. But they don't. Ostriches! Head-sanders!
I'm not saying they should keep the same hours I do. Only that they could PERHAPS be a bit more considerate.
I went to bed Monday night (Tuesday morning, in all actuality) at 8:00 a.m. I had fallen asleep around 4:30 in my OPC (Old People Chair), woke up at 6:00, then watched more TV until I climbed the stairs at 7:45. Farmer H was in the shower. I went to bed, and was asleep when he left.
Because I don't want to sleep all day, I have The Pony wake me at 11:00 if he doesn't hear me walking around. He yells from the living room, and I yell back that I want another half-hour of sleep. Then he re-yells at 11:30. So that's when I get up. I'm okay with 5-6 hours of sleep a night. That's all I used to get when I was working.
Anyhoo... Tuesday, The Pony told me it was 11:00. I said to give me another half-hour, and he said okay. I heard him walking back to the kitchen. I turned over on my side, and heard a grindy noise!
RRR RRR RRR THUMP THUMP THUMP!
What in the NOT-HEAVEN? Maybe The Pony was getting ice out of FRIG II's dispenser. It's been acting up. I had to chop some ice out of it the day before.
RRR RRR RRR THUMP THUMP THUMP!
Sweet Gummi Mary! You'd think The Pony would pull out that tray and take a look at what was blocking the spiral thingy in the bottom.
RRR RRR RRR THUMP THUMP THUMP!
Oh, come on! Just reach in and grab ice cubes with your hand! It's not working! I got up for the bathroom. Hollered out to the kitchen, "WHAT is that noise?" No answer.
While in the bathroom, I heard it again.
RRR RRR RRR THUMP THUMP THUMP!
Sheesh! I really wanted the rest of my beauty sleep. NEEDED IT, in fact! I put the quilt over my head. But still I heard that infernal noise!
RRR RRR RRR THUMP THUMP THUMP!
The phone rang with Humana trying to get Farmer H to call them about his medications. As he says, "I have a doctor for that. I don't need the insurance telling me what they think I need to take."
RRR RRR RRR THUMP THUMP THUMP!
Oh my gosh! I just wanted a few more minutes of sleep!
"Mom. It's been 30 minutes. It's 11:30."
"WHAT IS THAT NOISE?"
"Noise? The phone rang... and Dad is doing something out on the porch."
"Was that the ice-maker? Why didn' you answer me when I hollered to ask you?"
"No. Nothing is wrong with the ice-maker. I didn't hear you say anything. I was out on the porch. Dad needed me to help him hold the posts that hold up the porch roof. Some were loose at the bottom, and he was screwing stuff in, using a drill or something."
When I got up, Farmer H was sitting at the kitchen table, playing with his phone.
"What's the matter with you?"
"It's kind of hard to sleep around here. I don't know why you had to do that RIGHT NOW. You've been talking about it for two years. Plus you have the whole rest of the day."
"This was the best time to get it done."
Yeah. I think the best time for me to get something noisy done will be around 1:00 a.m.
4 comments:
Life would be so much simpler if w all kept more regular hours, like in the old days, when people rose with the sunrise and went to bed at sunset. Of course they didn't have things like electricity and TV and computers and such in their caves lined with mammoth skin rugs.
I had a rough night myself, with an alarm of some sort going off at 1.30am and running for almost twenty minutes, then it stopped for almost a whole minute before starting up again. Not a smoke alarm which goes beep-beep-beep non stop until you shut it off, this was a three beep-pause, three beep-pause rhythm and higher pitched. I wondered if someone's life support machine had failed and was prepared to call the police or an ambulance, but there were voices up there and clattering dishes etc. Then a few hours later there was loud shouting downstairs from the alarm unit, so I gave up trying to sleep and read my book until I felt like getting up.
River,
My hours are regular for ME! I've always been a night owl. I wouldn't be one without electricity, though!
The beep-beep-beep reminds me of an alarm. Maybe they had it set so they knew it was time to get up and start their ne'er-do-well ways!
Yessss. That's the way to give them what they want. Farmer H thinks the time to do noisy things is when other people are sleeping? Obviously, you need to give him what he wants, and make a bunch of racket when HE is sleeping.
Sioux,
The gander shall rue the day he disturbed the goose!
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