At 6:30 am on Sunday morning, the alarm on my cell phone went off.
I reached over to where the phone sits on a night stand, picked it up and tapped the “snooze” button.
The alarm continued to ring.
Then I tried to swipe it silent.
Nothing.
I tapped the snooze again.
Same results. I swear the alarm was getting louder.
Panic started to set in. My roommate sleeps one wall over and I didn’t want the alarm to wake her.
So, I tried to turn the phone off.
It wouldn’t turn off.
What the heck?
I got out of bed and headed to the bathroom, where I could close the door and figure out how to make the alarm shut up.
I quietly yelled “shut up” at the phone, but that was pointless.
I continued the silencing attempts.
Much like the Energizer Bunny, the alarm kept going.
Then Natasha came into the bathroom and gave me her “what is going on?” look with a raised eyebrow.
I told her I couldn’t get the alarm to shut up.
Then Natasha told me we had visitors.
“What do you mean visitors? It’s 6:30 am!”
I walked out of the bathroom and into the bedroom and there stood a Sheriff and two men dressed in camouflage.
What the heck?
The three men looked at me and then looked at the noisy cell phone in disdain.
I yelled.
“I’m sorry, I can’t turn the alarm off!”
Then I woke up.
The alarm was still sounding.
It was now 6:32 am.
The noise of “Lullaby” had continued for two long minutes while I interacted with Natasha and men in my bedroom.
I had been dreaming the entire time and somehow reality and fantasy wound themselves together into something I can only describe as weird.
No, I’m not going to analyze this one other than I think I was tired.
Really, really tired.
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LOL – dreams like that seem so darn real! Did you get a vivid view, we’re the intruders at least cute?!
Ugh. Short, round, wearing hats that I suspect covered up their baldness. So, no.
OH, my, nope, not cute!
Oh, those dreams are so scary, and they seem so real, even after you’re awake and you know you were dreaming.
“I quietly yelled “shut up” at the phone…” I love that 🙂
I hope your BP and heart rate settled down after a while.
I was fine, other than worrying about waking up my roomie. I’ve had far worse dreams of falling and not being able to scream for help…those rattle me.
As for the voice command, I should have yelled “Bixby! Shut up!” I forgot I have a Male Siri.
Ha ha! You should have know it was a dream, since Gibbs wasn’t pushing his empty bowl around.
Or meowing in my face.
That’s great! But you need to speak sharply to your subconscious. Next time, CUTE GUYS. But maybe they had nice personalities. You should have told them to smile. P.S. THREE MEN IN A BOAT is my very mostest favoritest book!
LOL! I will tell my subconscious next time to send the cute guys. Maybe Keith Urban without Nicole…
I’ll check out the book after I get through my current pile. 🙂
I thought you must have read it, since the title of the post seemed to echo the title. 😀
I was thinking of the movie Three Men and a Baby. 😁
OH, OF COURSE!
Instead of just telling the phone to shut up next time, tell it to shut up or you’ll trade it in. If it shuts up, then you know you’re in a dream.
That’s a good thought, Frank. After all, there IS a Galaxy Note 9…
Really, really tired makes for really, really weird dreams…
I thought about what I ate as well, but I no longer eat pizza or bananas before bedtime. 😏
Dreams in dreams. I’ve done that. Uggg…
It’s so weird, Cheryl
I know. Only once I dreamed I woke up late for work when I got there I woke up and realized it was a dream but I relly was late for work. I was mortified and then woke up to find my alarm clock hadn’t gone off and I had thirty minutes to get ready. For real. 😳
Wow, that truly beats the alarm clock dream, Cheryl. Did you make it to work on time?
Ten minutes late. Limp hair. But I made it.
Wow, Layayette an interesting blend of real and imagination. I’m glad the law enforcement personnel weren’t real!
Yeah, me too. The sheriff may have been related to my job…or perhaps that’s my inner bad girl coming out. 😋
You had a 6:30 am alarm on a Saturday morning?! That was your first mistake 😆
I work out with a trainer on Saturday mornings, which requires an alarm. This was actually a sleep-in Saturday as I usually get up a little after 5:00 to see him at 6:15. I know…a little crazy, but lately that’s the only gym work I seem to muster up.
Wow – I bow to your dedication! Bravo!
Don’t bow too deeply. I’ve been a bit negligent during the week…
hehehe! I know the feeling 😉
Mildly funny, cause also jarring, I know. I can’t listen to music with lyrics while I sleep because of that. I’ll just incorporate that stuff.
If only a very nice, good-looking man would appear in my dreams and then turn out to be real!
From your typing to God’s screen, Mary! 🙂
They are the kind of dream that it’s great to wake up form. Like when I lost my boys the other night and was a total panic, and then I woke up and they were safe in their room! The relief.
Yes, the relief! I was worried more about the sheriff in the end than I was about turning off the alarm.
Omigoddess i’ve been there… So real and confounding and then you wake. I cracked up. Nice to have time to visit my favorite peeps again.
I’m still wondering why the Sheriff wasn’t cute and single. :-p Hope all is well with you! ❤