pointless blog (but peculiar)

Okay, this blog is really about nothing, but weird anyway.

Last night, I was ready to sleep like a dead person, after two nights of sitting up half the night unable to sleep, partially because my legs were bothering me so bad I was ready to self-amputate, and partially because I couldn't seem to get tired enough. I was sleepy all day yesterday, so I knew I'd sleep last night.

I hit the sack at like 8:30, after Aidan and Liam thankfully went down without fights early. I passed out like a coma victim, and only woke up when summoned by Aidan hollering (wet the bed again -- Tony got it for me) and Liam (bottle then back to bed).

Then at four in the morning, I was awakened by what sounded like banging on the door outside. Weirdly, not even the front door -- the side door, down a little walkway in between the house and the garage. I woke Tony up, and then we heard it again, so he went upstairs to see what was up.

Some girl who lives a few houses down (I'm guessing she tried each house and we were the first to answer) wanted to use the phone to call the cops because her husband/boyfriend person had come up drunk or on something and was being violent or something. She did all that, but then when Tony offered for her to come in or to give her a ride somewhere, she was like, No thanks, and just walked off.

Weird. So much for the best night of sleep I've had in a long time!