i've always been a sensitive sleeper. not one that can sleep through anything, unlike the Husband, i can wake up when the living room light goes on. (and just to clarify, the Husband has our lights on a remote/timer program. so if we go on vay-cay, the lights will go on, off on timers and it looks like someone's home)
and at 3:30 a.m. today, the living room light went on. couple that with some chick carrying on a conversation in the complex behind us by telling them to shut UP!
dang. my sentiments exactly.
let me paint you a pretty picture, Gentle Reader. Husband is in the middle of the bed. the cat is between my legs. my forehead is squashed on the pillow. my mouth is open, my tongue is sticking out and i'm drooling.
back to the yeller.
thankfully, they got into a car and left after several "shut up!" "no, you shut up!"
i love witnessing a verbal exchange with the more intelligent members of our community.
so here we are. watching infomercials for the Cricut (so wanting one), feeling sleepy, but i want to do some laundry this a.m. and be there when it opens @ 6am. no napping right now.
not that i really have a burning desire to do laundry, but i cannot seem to get the cat to do his fair share of housework.
i actually don't mind doing laundry, and going to the laundromat is a chance to get caught up on either DVDs or read.
but for once, i would love it if the laundry fairies would take care of it for me, as well as make me sleep through idiots yelling and lights going on.
too much to ask?