Sleeping Problems

I know I've been talking about this a lot, but when someone interrupts my sleep it is a great sin against humanity and therefore must be documented so they can properly pay for their evil transgressions and ungodliness in the afterlife.

 I told you how Mona and I are sharing a room to save money, while it took me a minute to get used to sharing a room, but I've been doing fine. I turn on my little fan to drown out the noises of the TV she watches late at night and everything is good.

Last night was not so good.

Over the last three days I have been with people non stop. My introverted self was exhausted. Last night, after The Bachelor recording cut off half way through the show, I left Mona to entertain and said goodnight to our guests.

Peace at last. My head was pounding (a strange side effect of being with people too long...not that I hate people..they just make me tired and literally give me a headache) and I was ready for sleep.

Around midnight the lights of my bedroom turn on and Mona and Becky come clattering in chattering away like there wasn't another person sleeping in the room who had to be up in a few hours for work.

They left the lights on and continued to cackle away.

I, thinking they would grow tired and go to bed, let it go on until one o'clock in the morning. I was exhausted and cranky from being woken up. I didn't have the energy to lift my head and give them a proper talking to, so I sent a text to Mona.

Me: This is not ok.

Mona: You said you can't hear anything with the fan.

Me: The lights are on and you are loud.

Mona jumped up quick and turned out the lights. Her and Becky started to snicker and they used the lights from their phones to make shadow puppets on the wall above my head.

I was not amused. I was ready to jump up, grab them by the hair, and throw them down the stairs (did I mention I have very violent thoughts in this state). I exercised my powers of restraint and sent a text message instead.

Me: You need to stop or get out.

They finally shut up and stopped messing around. It was for their own well being.

Now that it's morning and I have finished my first cup of coffee, I realize, again, that I have a problem. There is not way to fix it, I'm not in control. The only way to stop this from happening is if people learn to stop waking me up while I'm sleeping.

WARNING: DO NOT WAKE LUNA UP EVER or you will suffer her extreme wrath.

I worry for the safety of my unborn children.