I miss sleeping…
June 15, 2007
I recently moved into a new place, and my cat seems to have settled in pretty quickly. And of course, we’re running through the same old drama. My cat wants to go outside, I want to wait until I am absolutely certain he knows this is home. So for several nights, he wakes me up every hour or so by meowing, slamming doors, scratching things, etc. I finally give in when I feel like he will probably be safe, and put him outside Wednesday night around 3:30 am when he wakes me up for the third time. It takes me a solid 30 minutes to get back to sleep, because I am worrying about his safety, and wondering if I am a bad mother. He isn’t back on Thursday morning when I leave (which is the normal time that he returns), but he does come back later that day, so all is well.
Last night, (for a long complicated reason I won’t go into here) I’m sleeping the first of 3 nights on the couch in the living room. Which is right by the front door. I put the cat outside anticipating the first peaceful night’s sleep in at least a week. I lay down, fall asleep, and 45 minutes later, he’s scratching and meowing at the front door. Now, I know if I let him in, 30 minutes later, he’ll want back out. He’s like a kid this way. So I lay quietly and wait for him to get the point and go away to do his cat like night things. He finally does. An hour later, he is back. I repeat my previous response, and he eventually goes away. This repeats until 4 am when I finally admit I will not be getting any sleep at all tonight. I get up, shower and dress for work (as quietly as possible so I hopefully won’t wake my new roommates up), let the cat in (hiss at him), and leave for work.
When I get to work at 4:45, I set my cell phone alarm, and lay down to sleep on the floor of my grand-boss’s office. It takes me a while to finally relax. I keep dreaming of sleeping past the alarm, and people walking in on me sleeping there when their meeting starts at 9:30 am. I am finally sleeping peacefully and deep when my alarm goes off at 6:55 am. I turn it off because I think I am at home in my own bed, and promptly go back to sleep. I do however wonder why my bed is so hard, and finally realize I am not at home, but in my grand-bosses’s office. Very close call.
I’ve got to get some good sleep soon! What I wouldn’t do for a solid 9 hours of uninterrupted sleep.