Imagine with me, if you will, your happy place. Where your mind goes when it wants to be relieved of all the stresses of the day. Now close your eyes for a moment. Imagine yourself in a warm, comfortable bed. All by yourself so no covers are being stolen. No snoring is disrupting your slumber. No alarm clock to go off in just a few hours. The night is yours to sleep until you're finished. Your head has found that perfect spot on the pillow which is now cradling your neck in full support of your relaxation. The temperature in the room has found that delicate balance between hot and cold allowing you to sink into that cozy place of wonderful, restful sleep. Now, take a deep breath, and surrender yourself to this healing cocoon of serenity.
And when you think it is impossible for yourself to be sleeping any more soundly...
BANG! BANG! BANG! THUD! THUD! BANG! THUD! BANG! BANG! THUD! BANG! BANG!
Guess whose stupid neighbors got a new roof today? Guess who lives in a townhouse that is in the unit directly next door and connected to the new roof neighbors? Guess who was so close to the roofing action that she literally could have reached out her bedroom window and stolen the stupid ladder? Guess where early morning banging roofers falls on my Are You Freaking Kidding Me?! pet peeve list?
Y'all need to understand something very critical here. I am not, nor will I ever be, a morning person. It's just a biological (physiological?) fact of my life, one which I have made peace with. Add to that the fact that I am no stranger to insomnia, and, well, you've just got yourself one grumpy little chicken, mister.