Sleep…I need it…

So for the first time since moving into the house, I was by myself. My roomie went to see her family yesterday at the beach for a few days. Which normal people would be absolutely fine being by themselves, excited almost to have the entire house to themselves. I am not a normal person. I hate being alone. As a result I hardly slept last night. Every sound had me jumping up and making sure I had locked the house down tight. If the dogs whined, I was up checking out the windows. While I was in the shower I continually had to peek around the curtain, you know… just to make sure. After I finally passed out at like 11pm, I’d hear  the house shift and immediately be up and making sure no one had broken in. When I woke up again at 2am, I gave up trying to sleep and just sat up straight in my bed and watched tv. It was becoming stupid, even the cats were sleeping. I was tired and needed sleep, so naturally I cleaned the bathroom. After tiring myself out once again I layed down and closed my eyes, finally…sleep. As if on cue my alarm started blaring. I think I made up a few words as I jumped up and nearly burst into tears.

I think even the dogs felt bad for me, as they didn’t even try to jump at me when I walked into the back and gave them a pleading look to go to the bathroom quickly. When they came back in Hailey sat on my feet and nudged my hand on her head and gave me a look as if to say “It’s ok, nothing will happen as long as we’re here” and I was finally comforted. Yeah…I think the dogs will sleep inside tonight.

Hope you all had a restful night…

Much Love,
K