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Sometimes Life Doesn't Even Wait Until You Get Out of Bed...




To start sucking.

A little after 5:00 this morning I woke up and when I went to get a up a shot of pain went through my head.  Turns out my arm was on my hair and the harder I tried to get up the harder I was pulling it.

As this was happening I tried to open my eyes but they'd been crusted shut from crying last night so for a few scary seconds this morning I was wildly disoriented, blind, and trapped by my own hair.

Went back to sleep and about an hour later was jolted awake when one of the cats knocked a metal cat bowl off the dresser and it hit the hardwood and rang out like a shot.

Got up and took something for my then throbbing head and went back to sleep...until about 45 minutes ago when I sat bolt upright when a Johnny Cash song at full volume assaulted by ears.

No offense to Johnny Cash fans.  Idk when my son decided to join your ranks and that is a wholly unacceptable way to finally greet the day.

Even with a splitting headache (coffee is helping) and much morning weirdness I feel better than I did last night.  I need to brew some tea so I can use the bags to hopefully bring some of this eye swelling down, not that looking like I am riddled with mumps isn't a wildly attractive look.

Late start, but it was a late night.  I'm going to finish my coffee, pour another cup, set my schedule for today in 20 minute increments, and plow ahead.  



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I hate days like that. I hope tonight and tomorrow are better for you. (We sleep with a box fan in every bedroom to try to minimize noise.) My motto is: If you love someone, let them sleep!!!

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There’s no way to arrange my studio so that my bed isn’t on the wall adjacent to the neighbor’s bed.

New neighbor snores like a buzzsaw. And has a girlfriend who has some loud sex. Sort of humorous - she’s faking. Badly. Oh yes! Ooh yes! Uh huh. Yes.

They have also stolen the doorstops we use to prop open our locking doors to let delivery people in during the day. (Small building. few people - we have a system.)

I have to get out. It’s so cheap but I’m turning into the crazy lady who lived here for 15 years when I moved in and was forcibly evicted when her nephew ended up defaulting on his taxes and the building sold. She was nuts and yelled at the homeless folk who went through the trash. She also hosed our neighboring business people for smoking what she thought was pot under her window. And let stray cats in the building to feed them. 

Oh yes Buffy. My point. You have a lovely and clean home with critters and good company.

And you can kvetch at them for loud music. How does one complain at the neighbor snoring behind your head? 



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