Burning the Midnight Oil

To start my Thursday, I woke up at 3:30 in the morning.  I’m so scared of the dark.  OK . . I’m scared of everything . . bridges, the dark, my husband on the day the credit card bill comes.  Not really about the husband.  I have a new strategy on that credit card bill.  I used to always stick it in his pile of mail without opening it.  He pays all the bills.  But . . smart girl that I am . . I decided I would open the bill and when he walks in the door, I give him a taste of his own medicine.  That man can outspend me 10 to 1 so then I start questioning him . . Why were there three charges at Wal-Mart on one day when I was out of town?  What did you order from here or there?  I can’t believe we pay this much for satellite TV . . do we really need TV?  So far, for two months, it’s worked and he hasn’t said a word about the amount I spent.  Why did it take me 12 years to figure that out?

OK . . how did I get so off track here?  I woke up at 3:30 yesterday morning because I heard something.  A burglar no doubt . . probably an ax murderer.  (Don’t get excited . . I hear something every night!)  I tried to be real still but you know you can’t be still when you try to be still.  I didn’t want to wake Vince so I tiptoed out of the bedroom and turned on all the lights.  I figured any burglar would leave if I turned on all the lights.   Then I went back to bed but then I kept thinking that if Vince got up and saw all the lights were on, he wasn’t going to be too happy about that so I decided just to get up and go sew but I was too scared to go downstairs by myself and since Jazz, the visiting dog is still here, and he’s downstairs, I was afraid he’d want to go outside if I woke him up and I surely wasn’t going to go outside at 3:30 a.m. by myself.  Well, by now it was probably edging up on close to 4 a.m.

So, I grabbed my Kindle and Speck and went and got in the other bed upstairs, thinking I’d read for a few minutes and fall back asleep but then a really noisy car went down the road and I started wondering why a really noisy car was on our little road at 4:15 a.m. and I got myself scared again.  He was probably the driver who had dropped off the ax murderer and was coming back to see if he had done his job.  I never did go back to sleep and the burglar/ax murderer didn’t get me either (obviously!) but I was tired and looking forward to going to bed early Thursday night.  Didn’t happen because I’m actually writing this blog post at almost midnight on Thursday.

You see . . the first edit of my book, Weekend Quilts, has to be sent back on Friday (today).  I’m confusing myself about today and tomorrow since it’s almost tomorrow but it’s still Thursday but will be Friday when this gets posted.


The manuscript arrived Monday and I’ve spent a little time each day going over it but it’s so hard to say “done” and stop.  I keep re-checking and re-reading.  The quilts on the table . . they’re not quilts from the new book; they’re quilts for my lecture next week.

And dang it . . we so rarely use the dining room that I’d forgotten I still had those blue chair pads from my last house.  They don’t go at all in this house and they’ve been here going on 3 years.  Maybe soon I’ll order some new pads that match, or maybe soon I’ll go to a city with a store that has chair pads and I can get them there.

I can’t believe it’s already Friday.  Where did this week go?



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    Just to ease your mind a bit. I know from experience of lying awake at 3:00 AM waiting till at least 4:00 AM (which can be considered a decent time to get up) that the loud car you heard go by is the person delivering the paper in your neighborhood. At least that has been my observation.

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    I get up at 4 every morning, I’m just all done sleeping! Mind you, we go to bed at 8pm so dh can get up at 2:30am for work..yuck.

    So I sew! I’ve always been a morning person, and I don’t have to start getting ready for work until 5:30am.

    We just have swapped our evening hours for morning. I love the quietness and listening to the coyotes every now and then.

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    We have a noisy, newspaper-delivery car in this neighborhood each morning about 5 a.m., so I think that was your noisy car, too. You are just TOO funny, Judy……I enjoy your posts so much.

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    Donna (in MI) says

    Love the comment about the ax murderer since that is what I would think. My kids tell me I am a tad paranoid, I say I am just being cautious.

    My husband is very frugal and is actually pretty good about my hobby expenses. But there were still comments about the money I spent. I signed him up for golf lessons a few years ago. Best thing I have ever done. Besides the inital cost of clubs, a golf clinic in another state, and best of all, weekly golf fees, things have evened out. Only bad things is that we live in MI..no golfing in winter. Though we are talking about some golf trips to warmer climates in the winter.

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    Marilyn says

    I hear noises all night too….but me I just lay in bed and wait for the ax
    murderer to strike. Guess I’m crazy but I’m just too frightened to get up
    and see if someone has broken in. Sometimes I think reading and watching
    the news does it for me, with living in the city always something going on.
    It would be heaven for me to live in the country, pure heaven. Hope
    you got some sleep last night.

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    Thanks for an awesome start for my day. There’s nothing like laughter to get me started. I’m not laughing at you, I’m laughing with you! I am a big ole scaredy cat too.

    I’m lucky to have to big dogs the scare the ax murderer away. That is after he is done petting and lovin’ on them. 😉

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    Marla says

    You are a hoot! I had one of those nights last night. It is miserable isn’t it? Then to top it off, while DH was looking at an area he is looking at a job position for, found out the ratio of child molesters in that area which made him think of how many is in our area. Well let me tell you the number is so high that I would move if I still had little ones immediately. Always something to worry about. On a lighter note, did you see the new fabric line that just came out at Connecting Threads? You might like them. There is an sour apple green and a purple that you might like. The line is called Sweet & Sour. Pretty neat!

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    You crack me up with your ax murderer!

    Of course, I sleep like a rock and never hear anything over my husband’s snoring…I still wake in the middle of the night sometimes and finally get up after about an hour of tossing and turning.

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    Bobbie says

    At my house-Sis went barking , howeling screetching out the doggy door about 3 a.m. and got in a BIG cat fight right by our open bedroom window. Don’t know who came out the winner, but couldn’t go back to sleep for a while–didn’t feel good and didn’t want to get up and search. Then a couple of hours later a snake went slithering across the back of my neck-I selep on my stomach–let that go by the wayside also-No dead cat or snake anywhere around this morning. (The cat thing did happen.) Hugs, Bobbie

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    Judy! That’s so funny. I’m a noise-hearer too — have been *all* my life! I can remember waking my folks up at 3 in the morning to have them check the silver, because I just KNEW a burglar had been in the house. Still to this day I struggle with it! Even sleeping with a fan on and my bedroom door locked doesn’t always appease it! And it doesn’t help that my dh is a fire fighter, and gone every third night!

    Next time you’re up, find me online — we can keep each other company! *grin*

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    You are too funny but you remind me of myself. I hear all kinds of noises especially if the windows are open. We live in the city and there are always sirens and cars all night long. I can hear cars doors slamming the next street over. I’ve learned to tune out a lot of these noises and tune in to the noises in my own yard. Like the man behind us who smokes outside and I heard him sneezing last night. I wish I lived in the country so I didn’t have any neighbours but I’d probably be scared witless every time I heard something. And it’s really dark out there without the street lights! I’d rather sleep with the windows closed and the A/C on full blast. Then you don’t hear a thing.

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    I love your blog- you make me laugh. As for skipping around in conversations, you should be around my three daughters- they usually have at least 3 conversations going on, and skip back and forth. You have to be fast to keep up!


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    ruth anne says

    I share those exact same experiences from time to time. The credit card—I really messed up on the quilt trip. Yikes, maybe I need to go back to work.

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    Cindy says

    There is Bed Bath & Beyond and Linens & Things in Wichita. You tell me the colors you want and I will buy you chair cushions.