Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep..

I have come to realize that I am a complete candy-ass at times...okay most of the time...but especially when I'm home alone at night. What is it about the dissappearance of sunlight that makes the view from my windows so damn creepy? Nor does it help a single bit that Juno, our brainless wonder Plott Hound mix, gains courage after sun down and likes to walk around the house growling at unseen objects. So with a nice big filet knife on my nightstand, I'm now laying in bed awaiting the arrival of all the things that go bump in the night. How sad am I that I walked around our house 3 times checking all the doors (knife in hand...just in case) before I even made up my mind to crawl in bed. About a month or so ago I had a nightmare about some big scary guy in our walk-in closet that stabbed me....so now that closet is a freakish dark room that should be avoided any time after the sun sets and Jeremy is not home to rescue me. See I told yall I was a candy-ass. Another thing that doesn't help are all the mice running about this house like they have discovered their own version of mousey paradise. I'm sure for those of you that do not live in a home surrounded by fields getting the occasional mouse in your dwelling is just a rude annoyance until you can scoop the little bugger up and toss him back outdoors. ....Not so in the case of our house. Seriously yall it sounds more like possums running around in our vents and gnawing at only god knows what up in the ceiling. Multiply those sounds with said darkness and this all equals up to a damn good probability of me not going to sleep any time soon. For those individuals out in society that I may come in contact tomorrow, don't be alarmed if I look crazy and have a bad attitude, I'll be running on little to no beauty rest (and trust me I do need that beauty sleep) and I am currently out of coffee....OOOH Monday you should be fun.