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I haven’t been able to sleep well lately… the night before last both me and the hubby were up for some reason, so we were able to watch tv together at 3am before we finally both tired out so much and were able to go back to bed. Last night, it was only me! so I went in the other bedroom to not disturb him with my tossing and turning- and also it helps sometimes to just change locations. The spare room is in the front of the apartment, right next to the front door. I was up from approx. 1-330am before falling back asleep. 530 am I hear a pounding on the front door. Who the hell is pounding on my door so early in the morning?? I dont really know anyone who would live around us that would need us for an emergency so I try to just ignore it thinking they will go away. Nope, more pounding! So I get up and look out the peep hole and see a police officer. UH OH! So I open the door… my husband still soundly sleeping in the back bedroom mind you… “Sorry to disturb you in the middle of the night Mam’ but is that your car out there?” Um theres a whole parking lot full of cars out there and I have one out there so I’m assuming it is… but I say, “The Focus, that one is mine.” “Do you know what happened to the tags on that car?” (or something to that effect, I know he said “tags” a bunch of times instead of license plate so I dont know in my half asleep, exhausted state I knew what he was talking about!) I had taken the plate off the night before because I was supposed to get my new car and we were transferring the plate to the new car. I started to explain and I got to “I just took it off yesterday bec—” He stopped me there, “OK so you took the tag off?” “Yes.” “Ok so it’s not stolen?” “No” “Ok, just wanted to check and be sure it wasn’t stolen” “Nope, thanks”…. and thanks for waking my ass up on my DAY OFF! at 530 AM when I couldn’t sleep!!! GEEESH. Even if it was stolen what the hell would I do at 530 am? And come on, on a holiday when i usually am up at 530 but I actually get to sleep in you wake me up?? ERRRRR.

Then i was thinking… as I was desperately trying to go back to sleep… what if it really wasn’t a police officer, but he was just dressed up as a police officer? That wasn’t very safe for me to open the door by myself, but how can I not open it to a police officer, right? lol. Then when I told the hubby what happened (after he woke me by standing over the bed at 830 am just to check to see if I was ok…. gee thanks. Again, I’d rather sleep thanks!) he yelled at me (ok didnt yell but just sternly lectured and I took it as yelling in my exhausted state) “wake me up next time, don’t open the door. What if it was just someone dressed up as a policeman?” Haha, sometimes we thinking alike…

In Other News… I GOT MY NEW CAR TODAY!!!!! YEA! I have some pics but not uploaded yet. I’ll do that in another post later this week :)



sleepyjane says:

That’s what I was thinking! “Why don’t you wake your husband?!?!” haha. But, thankfully it’s fine and I’m so happy for you! Enjoy your new car! :)



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