Thursday, June 07, 2007
Why I'm So Sleepy Today.
I am so sleepy this morning. This is not an unusual thing for me but this morning I have a good excuse.
Last night I couldn't stand to spend another sleepless night in that stuffy bedroom so around 12:30 AM I decided to break out the little window unit.
I get out of bed, pull the chain on the ceiling fan light, and ... nothing. No light. What the hell is going on? Maybe the bulbs need changing.
Luckily I cleaned out a drawer in the kitchen earlier this week so I remembered that I did indeed have the light bulbs to fit this fixture. Never having changed the bulbs in this particular ceiling fan before I didn't know what an ordeal it was going to be. Apparently you have to be a contortionist to change those bulbs. I thought about removing the glass cover but it was bolted on there but good and I didn't feel like going to the basement to get my tools. (Yes, I have tools!). After about 20 minutes I finally got the last bulbs in and pulled the chain. Still nothing. By this time I was hot and sweaty and pissed off. Ugh. I'll deal with the light tomorrow. Just get the AC unit in the window and go to bed.
I opened the panel in the wall of the bathroom which led to crawl space where the window unit has been stored since winter. After a bit of a struggle, the unit was securely in place and the room was filling with cold air.
It was after 1 AM at this point so I decided to lock the cats out so I could get some undisturbed sleep. Which is exactly what I did ... until 7 AM when I hear Henry (my fat cat) crying outside the door. It was a constant "Raow. Raow. Raow. Raow. Raow. Raow."
Luckily I cleaned out a drawer in the kitchen earlier this week so I remembered that I did indeed have the light bulbs to fit this fixture. Never having changed the bulbs in this particular ceiling fan before I didn't know what an ordeal it was going to be. Apparently you have to be a contortionist to change those bulbs. I thought about removing the glass cover but it was bolted on there but good and I didn't feel like going to the basement to get my tools. (Yes, I have tools!). After about 20 minutes I finally got the last bulbs in and pulled the chain. Still nothing. By this time I was hot and sweaty and pissed off. Ugh. I'll deal with the light tomorrow. Just get the AC unit in the window and go to bed.
I opened the panel in the wall of the bathroom which led to crawl space where the window unit has been stored since winter. After a bit of a struggle, the unit was securely in place and the room was filling with cold air.
It was after 1 AM at this point so I decided to lock the cats out so I could get some undisturbed sleep. Which is exactly what I did ... until 7 AM when I hear Henry (my fat cat) crying outside the door. It was a constant "Raow. Raow. Raow. Raow. Raow. Raow."
UGH! "SHUT UP, HENRY!" I shouted. God, he can't be that hungry. "Raow. Raow. Raow. Raow. Raow. Raow." I got out of bed and threw open the door. No Henry. Just Jake sitting there quietly.
Then it hits me.
THAT FUCKING CAT GOT INTO THE CRAWL SPACE!
Sure enough, I opened the panel and out flies Henry. Filthy, dirty Henry.
After my shower, I see him lying there covered in dirt and I just know he is gonna get that everywhere. I only have one option.
I filled the bathtub and tossed him him. He howled like a banshee and hissed and thrashed around like Baptist snake handler until I figure that most of the dirt has washed off.
I dried him off as best I can but Henry just wanted to go to a corner and lick himself.
(By the way, that picture is not of Henry. I just wanted you to have an image of a very unhappy wet cat.)
Oh well, time to get dressed and go to work. Temporarily forgetting last night's kerfuffle, I walked back into the bedroom and pulled the chain on the ceiling fan light. Bingo! For whatever reason the light is working now. I'm never pulling that chain again.
And that's why I'm so sleepy today.
Then it hits me.
THAT FUCKING CAT GOT INTO THE CRAWL SPACE!Sure enough, I opened the panel and out flies Henry. Filthy, dirty Henry.
After my shower, I see him lying there covered in dirt and I just know he is gonna get that everywhere. I only have one option.
I filled the bathtub and tossed him him. He howled like a banshee and hissed and thrashed around like Baptist snake handler until I figure that most of the dirt has washed off.
I dried him off as best I can but Henry just wanted to go to a corner and lick himself.
(By the way, that picture is not of Henry. I just wanted you to have an image of a very unhappy wet cat.)
Oh well, time to get dressed and go to work. Temporarily forgetting last night's kerfuffle, I walked back into the bedroom and pulled the chain on the ceiling fan light. Bingo! For whatever reason the light is working now. I'm never pulling that chain again.
And that's why I'm so sleepy today.
