OK, so anyone that knows me knows that I don't exactly sleep through the night solidly
(unfortunately). Well, I had a crazy moment the other day:
Wednesday morning I awoke to my alarm. I laid in bed weighing in my mind which was stronger: the need to take a shower or the need to stay in my comfortable, warm bed. I eventually decided to bite the bullet and go take a shower. I was so awake. Felt better than I had in weeks. I went and took a great shower. Stayed it a bit longer than usual. I was awake and looking forward to the day.
When I got out, I went over to look at my clock on my nightstand. "7:25" I panicked. It couldn't be 7:25. I mean, after all, I know I enjoying my shower so I took longer than normal, but I wasn't in there for 2 full hours. Sheesh, I would have been very pruney. I looked a bit closer at my clock. It didn't say 7:25... it said
1:25! "No way." I thought. "The power must have gone out and the clock reset itself." I grabbed my cell phone to look at the time on it.
1:26! I still didn't believe. I decided to walk to the kitchen and look at the clock there:
1:25. UGH!!! All of a sudden I was not only cold and wet, I was now upset and WIDE AWAKE. I couldn't believe it. I quickly checked my alarm to see why it went off. Nope, nothing was set wrong. I laid back down on my bed for awhile trying to figure it out. I thought that I'd better
try to get back to sleep but before I did, I'd better go dry my hair. Once back in bed, it took an hour or so before I fell back asleep. When my alarm went off later that morning, I was SO tired. So what woke me up??? No clue. I thought I must have been dreaming and in my dream an alarm went off and so I woke up with it. I thought I must be losing it.
Now...the rest of the story (as Paul Harvey would say):
Brian and Tena came and had lunch with me today. Toward the end of our lunch I received a phone call from Jonsie. She said that I had purse called her again (my cell phone must have gotten hit and dialed her number). As I hung up and was walking out with Brian and Tena, I told them about my conversation with Jonsie. Brian started to tell me that his phone and Tena's phone do that all the time. He said that his phone had actually just done that the other day. He said it was the middle of the night when he was getting ready for bed. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and noticed that it was calling my number. He freaked out and hurriedly tried ending the call knowing that I was probably sleeping.
(OK...don't jump to it...wait for it.) All of a sudden, it was like a light bulb turned on for all three of us. I asked him when this happened. He said that it was a couple of nights ago. We immediately started pulling our phones out to look. At the same time we each found the record.
12:42 a.m. When? You guessed it...Wednesday morning. That's right dear readers, Brian's phone had indeed called me. It was the ringer that I woke up to thinking it was my alarm. We all started laughing so hard and I told Brian that it was his fault! So, I told Tena she was responsible for punishing Brian for calling me in the middle of the night and causing me to become clean, sweet-smelling, and sanitary by 1:26 in the bless-ed a.m. (M*A*S*H reference).
(If you ask me, I think he was looking forward to her punishment. Perhaps I will have to go a different way next time.)
If anyone has any idea how to keep phones from dialing on their own, please let me know.