• Sep. 21, 2008 - Tattle tales, State Troopers, & Sleep Deprivation
This past week, I've been sleeping like a baby - I've got my days and nights mixed up! That just kind of goes along with fibromyalgia and is usually accompanied by the ever-so-annoying fibro fog, but I'm thankful that I know that "this too shall pass."
Nonetheless, I was up working at the computer the other night. I was the only one up at my house and the house was totally quiet. I had even put one of my new Yankee candle tarts in the tart warmer to try and help me relax. I was instant messaging back and forth with Michelle about a project for work when all of the sudden Billy (the horse) started carrying on like crazy. He was whinnying, neighing, and even snorting. He was ALL worked up.
My adrenaline started pumping as I grabbed our spotlight and poked my head out the door to see what was going on. Billy was down in his pasture close to our garage so I spotted him pretty quickly. He looked ok, but I wondered what in the world would make him carry on like that so late at night.
And then I saw it.
It was Baab (the sheep). He had gone under the fence and was wandering in the yard! Not a big deal at all to us. He's pretty much just a free-range sheep, but Billy took great offense to Baab wandering off when he couldn't go. I'd forgotten what a tattle tale Billy could be. He used to tattle like that if Cherokee or Lady got out of the fence too. I guess Baab is one of his herd now. ha!
So, I got back to work and headed to bed later that night .... errrr, morning. And then guess what woke me up in the morning... Go ahead and guess.... I'll wait.
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It was one of the boys saying, "Mom, there's a state trooper in the driveway!"
Yikes, that will wake a girl up all kinds of quickly! I started throwing clothes on as I practically tripped over my own feet in my bedroom. My mind started racing with all kinds of horrible reasons why he could be at the door. Had Tony or my mom been in an accident? Was there trouble at our creek? Do state troopers come to the door to arrest homeschoolers? But then the boys hollered, "Oh wait, nevermind, he's leaving. I guess he just needed to turn around."
So I did what any mom working on a few hours of sleep pumped up with adrenaline would do. I turned right back around and laid down again. But you all can just guess what happened next.
I no more than got settled in the bed again before they yelled, "Mom, he's baaaack." So the process started again. Me, fighting with clothes. The boys all watching this trooper in our driveway. Our dogs were going nuts of course so Joe opened the door to call them. And guess what the trooper wanted... directions to a neighbor's house.
All that stress and fuss for nothing. I realize that sleep deprivation probably contributed to my imagination running away with me. But wow, both of those things really got the ol' adrenaline pumping. Can I count that as aerobics?
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• Sep. 21, 2008 - What a.....
I Don't Know Why A State Trooper Would Be Wanting Directions, If It's Just You And Your Neighbor For A Few Miles?
Well Got To Go, See Ya!
~Allison24