Rude Awakenings

I curl up into bed with a good book, read until my eyes start to droop and its time to go to sleep.

The clock reads 10:27 pm. Respectable time for bed. some days its still been light out.

I turn out the light and drift into sleep un aided by any cold medications, just blissfully tired.

the sheets are in perfect position, you know, when you are perfectly content in your little cocoon..

dream land. come to me.

DING DONG

DING DONG DING DONG DING DONG

I fly out of my slumber, confused, annoyed, wondering if it was real.

DING DONG

i get dressed into more appropriate attire and go to the door.

" Pizza?"

um no. I did not order pizza.

you live at ...... you order pizza.

No, i am sure I didn't. try the side door.

I slam the door and crawl back into bed. its 2 am. i lay there, awake, startled, annoyed, trying to fall back asleep. to no avail, I peek out from under the blankets.

2:40 am.

UGH!

i finally drift off to sleep. only to wake up a short while later

3:40 am.

I see the humour in the time being exactly one hour later. I still curse again and roll over.

4:40 am.

I see the clock again... sick joke.

5:40 am.

beep beep beep beep.

I think I may be tired today....
I hope the note I left at the back door was direct, but not as harsh as my tired body would have liked it to read