Friday, December 9, 2011

Sleep's an Issue Here

I understand that as a mother of two young children, I'm not to expect sufficient sleep. In recent months, both my kids have been crawling in to my bed in the middle of the night, kicking David out (That part's ok, haha). Recently, they've been staying in their own beds. If they do come in, it's within an hour of when we have to get up anyway. Which is almost more annoying- waking up 30-40 minutes before my alarm goes off.
So the night before last, when David and I crawled into bed, he noticed a car parked in the parking lot about 20 yards from our house. (Our house is at the back of a church's parking lot. If you're in the lot, you're basically in our yard.) Said car is just outside our bedroom window. We can see people moving around in it, at least 3. Headlights are off, they are in park. Interior lights come one, then go off.
I already don't like Hammond and having a strange car parked outside my bedroom window doesn't sit well with me. I waited 10 minutes to see if they were moving along and when they didn't I called the police. About 10-15 minutes later, one unmarked police car, and one marked squad, pull up and block in the car.
Over the next 30 minutes, four cops pull four people from the car. The first goes straight into the back of the unmarked car, cuffed. The second is pushed against the hood of the unmarked car and patted down- he's left standing, more fidgeting, leaned against the hood for the remainder of this story. They remove the other two, which I swear I saw them walk off along the other side of the church building. o.O They search the car and they obviously found something because it sat on the unmarked car's hood.
Then a van pulls up along side the unmarked car. I'm not sure if these are civilians, or what. The two boys in cuffs are moved into the van. The first boy goes in, then the second- but the cop proceeded to punch the second guy 2-3 times inside the van.
Van goes away, someone drives the car away and police disperse. I might have fallen to sleep once the police arrived if there weren't flashing lights and a flood light filling my bedroom. But seriously, who parks their car, suspiciously, in the back of a dark church parking lot so close to a person's house?

Last night, after making sure there weren't any cars in my yard, I went to sleep FAST. However, I was woken up about four times over the next two hours. Bubbles is in heat. My male cat, Howler, is not fixed. As far as I'm aware, he didn't get to her, but he chased her through the house, downstairs, and had her trapped on the back porch where they meowing insanely loud. I kept having to get up and break it up. I tried to put Howler outside, but he wasn't going for it. I eventually had to trap him on the porch and shut the door. I didn't want to this because that's where the litter box and food is, and the water is in the house, in the kitchen. By locking him out, he can't get water and she can't get food or to the litter box. But screw you, cats, I need sleep. Obviously, I can't do this forever, so anyone want a cat? Or kittens? *sigh* I'll just cut his balls off, that's clearly the smart thing to do.

Well then... I guess I'll just sleep when I'm dead.

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