Sleepless in Blaine

I have to tell you about the night I had. I headed for bed around 11pm, wrote my blog post and settled into bed. It was shortly after midnight that I thought I heard something down stairs. No, must have been the wind. I settled back into bed and closed my eyes. There it was again. It sounded as if someone was walking around down stairs. I tried to ignore it because I'm used to these kinds of occurrences, but then it got worse. I SWORE I heard my door in the kitchen open and shut. Its right below my bedroom and I even felt the vibrations of it. Had I forgotten to close the garage door after taking Easter potty one last time before bed? I sprang up and looked out the window. The street was quite. No cars, no lights. I even checked for lights on in my living room in the reflection of the windows across the way. Dark. My heart was still racing and I was just a little terrified. I texted Ben to tell him what was going on. He thought that someone might be downstairs and wanted me to call the cops. When I explained to him that I had already checked for cars, lights, and even shoe prints in the snow, he told me to open my bedroom door and listen from the top of the stairs. Well, that wasn't happening. If someone HAD been downstairs, they surely would have heard me walking around upstairs to and from my bathroom :P I couldn't bring myself to open my bedroom door. Not even for a winning lotto ticket. Simply put, I kept my light on, turned the tv up, and prayed for sleep that never came. I dozed on and off, but never really fell asleep until the sun came up. The noises stopped after I turned my tv volume back up, but the adrenaline was already coursing through my veins. I finally got a few hours of sleep around 8am. It was a long night. 

So what was my joyous moment of the day? Napping on the couch with Easter! I ran around yesterday so that I wouldn't have to leave the house today. Didn't wear a bra, got laundry done- INCLUDING washing the bed sheets, and even got a workout in when I had to put the sheets back on the bed. Lazy days are the best. I wasn't forced to interact with anyone today, except for my dog. And this introvert likes those days.