Back to school and off to nap...yes! thats what I assumed I should do...sleep off all the fatigue of the vacation. My vacation has begun now :D Packed off the kids to school and jumped right into bed to take a quick nap of 15 minutes... ( I just thought, I shouldn't feel guilty, so 15 minutes was great for that) ...I had been dreaming of that blissful sleep, the warm quilt ( yes, its back to that here now, after a few rains...) and la la land...when, a sudden roar shook me up...opened one eye and squinted to my left...the thought of opening both eyes, might ruin that sleep isn't it...so one eye it was. Gosh!!!!!! It was the super snorer in action....
Why oh why!!!!
I'm always being interrupted ...
first it is the phone calls....
2 hours I sit there , read the newspappers, breakfast, housework.....and just when I gently acrobat my head to the cushion....the shrill rirrrrng of the phone interrupts...look around for that damn phone, only to hear it ringing yards away from me...normally if you talk while in the same position there is every chance you could nod back off...but I have no such luck....the phone it was... miles away.
Phone call handled , I came back...and started the ruckus all over ...and this time to be heckled by the calling bell....if you were to even listen to this stupid bell that I have at home....grrrrrr....keeech, kch kch kch kch.....i'd kill Bin Laden to mute that..
Gave up the whole circus, and looked at the 'blissful other half of the couple phrase', my hubby....and thought that the best place would be right there next to him...if he can sleep so blissfully in spite of all these interruptions...so could I...and did just that ...snuggled up to his side and smilingly , gingerly rested my head...the traffic was roaring , ( it always gets amiplified in whichever house, or place I sleep in :( ...) , buses screeching right over the speed breaker that was located right near our gate...but they have never disturbed me...wonder why??
But one roar from my side...i'm right up with a vengeance...and poking his sides...as if he even knows what he was doing...'Turn on your side and sleep' I roared back....a few seconds later the waves shook all over again....they sounded more like some jet planes whizzing past...aaccckkk....one more poke...to a 'non feeling tummy tyre'...and started my analysis instead........I do that always , think my life to bits , even here amidst my attempts to nap too..
Have anyone ever thought , why the snorer always gets poked and pushed around, but those screeching vehicles outside your doorstep just gets a 'bah!!! so noisy' reaction?
While on train journeys, the chug chug of the train is much less disturbing than the snore from the guy in the berth 100 feet away????
You always get stuck next to a guy who wants to snore on a flight and not next to that tall, handsome single guy reading the latest bestseller?
Ever wondered why men snore more often after they get married???
Is it easier to react to the poor hubby sleeping by your side and who in his sleep will not even respond.. :D?
I found a great solution...
I just got up , made myself some tea..and read a book...
