Wake up call
Not hearing a response was annoying, so I forced out another “huh?” as I became mentally/clairvoyantly aware of the person standing just inside my doorway, and that made me wake up enough to recall that my son is a thousand miles from home right now. Still not enough to get me out of bed apparently and much to their dissatisfaction, as I then hear my computer go on dialing “itself” up to get online. That did it. 7:07AM I was at the computer shutting it back off. Decided it was coffee time and stayed up to prepare for my 10AM phone consult. Now I just want to go back to bed.
What can seriously be so important to someone in spirit as to find it necessary to wake me up at 4:10AM with the walking around loudly in the room above my bedroom…no one “real” was up there. Finally get back to sleep around 5:30 and then at 7:05 it’s the loud voice saying “Nine!” to which I, still in sleep stage, muttered “Huh?” thinking it was my son.
Day 3
I think we’re on day 3 of this nonsense…which started with someone very loudly knocking on one of the doors at 6-ish two days ago…so much as to make me bolt out of bed, throw clothes on and run to look – and of course no one was here. Wish they’d realize I can’t really function at all with no sleep, including being able to help them or figure out what or whom they need.
Guess I should have been aware it was going to be one of these weeks when even my fortune cookie got on my case: “Have patience. It will benefit you.” It seems to be applying to just about everyone right now…with or without a body.
