I love my house. It’s the right size and has a great location. But, living in it by myself can be a little odd, especially since the house is 70+ years old. It creaks and groans like old houses do, which is weird at night.
But, the hosue is fine. It’s me that is the problem. I woke up this morning at 5:45am and noticed a light on under the door. I went out to find a lamp in my back room turned on. I SWEAR I turned that thing off last night…
But, honestly, I can’t be for sure and this isn’t the first time I’ve done that. I was really tired last night after a day of moving in new furniture and re-arranging/cleaning the house. In fact, I was exhaused by 7 or 8pm.
But, nothing is stranger than waking up and seeing a light on you don’t remember leaving on. One good thing about having cats, though, is that they alert you to anything weird. If I wake up and they are just staring at me like, “Hey, man, WTF? We’re trying to sleep!” I know nothing is going on.
I made the best of it – got up and went to the grocery store. Central Market is so quiet at 8am. I even did some laundry and got the garbage together. Maybe I’ll get up early more often…
LOL!!! Yeah, riiiiiight… 🙂