I become a prissy little wuss when Handsome Husband isn't home and I have to go to bed alone.
I am in no way saying that I'm co-dependent.
What I am saying is that I have a VERY active imagination and can envision all sorts of terrible.
So, Sunday night we went to a friend's house for the Super Bowl.
I left at halftime since I was tired and had to get up at 4:45 Monday morning.
I of course got home and proceeded to put my laundry away.
Then, I decided that it would be a good idea to watch a few episodes of Numb3rs.
Then, I thought that reading my book would be a great idea, too.
(I was stalling tremendously if you can't tell.)
So, instead of going to bed at 9:00 I didn't go to bed until 10:45...bad choice.
I was stalling because I was too freaked out to go to bed before he got home.
We live in a nice neighborhood but I still get weirded out.
Am I the only person whose house comes alive with creaks and shadows when you are the only one there?
Could you share your secrets?
Handsome Husband got home at 11:00 to find me half-sleeping with my glasses still on.
HH: "Why are you sleeping in your glasses?"
Me: "So that when I'm attacked I can i.d. the guy."
Maybe I should stop watching CSI or Criminal Minds or Numb3rs before bed.
Here's to being less of a wuss!