Entries (RSS)Last week when it got really cold, I added a blanket onto the bed for at night because the comforter is close to shot. I’m not buying a new one until we figure out whether we’re buying a king-sized bed. Unfortunately, the blanket I added was a really warm one, which made sleeping those couple cold nights really nice, but made every night since a little hard to sleep through. I’d be comfortable when I’d go to bed, but wake up in the middle of the night roasting to death. I’d stick an arm out and be comfortable for a while, then wake up cause I got cold.
I went through this the other night and was in one of my awake cycles when Mr. B was getting up to go to work. I started slipping back into sleep and that’s when the weird dream started. For some reason, I was coming home to an empty house late at night. I don’t know where Mr. B was, and I’m not completely sure where the puppies were either. I wonder if I just skipped over the normal ritual of coming in the house and letting them out of their crates and out the back door to go to the bathroom. There were some lights on the house, which is sort of usual. When we’re not sleeping, we generally leave the small light on above the dogs’ crates whenever it’s dark out. And then we sometimes leave the front living room light on.
As I turned to walk upstairs, I noticed that one of the bedroom lights was on, which is very unusual. I thought maybe I left it on accidentally, so I just continued upstairs. When I turned the corner into the room, I found a couple people (I think it was a guy and a girl) standing at the closet going through mine and Mr. B’s stuff. They saw me and started coming after me, so I ran down the stairs, out the front door, and towards the neighbor’s house. I got to their house, started ringing the doorbell repeatedly while screaming for help, then took off for the next house because the guy who was in my house was chasing after me. I got halfway to the next house when he tackled me and drove me into the sidewalk. At that point, the neighbor came out to see what was going on.
Then it kinda jumped to the people who were in my house were scared away because the neighbor was there and had called the police. The police got there and some went looking for the people who were in my house and some were taking care of me. I had hurt my arm pretty bad, had a big chunk of cheek scraped away, and tons of other scratches and bruises from being tackled. I woke up around that point. Needless to say, I couldn’t exactly sleep after that.
Yeah, I took the blanket back off the bed. We’re back to just the comforter again. Maybe that’ll fix my sleep. 
