It is after midnight here, and I cannot sleep. I’m pulling my hair out, knowing how little time I have left to get in a good few hours before I am woken up by well-rested 3 and 6 year olds. Doesn’t help. Sleep eludes me. (Exhaustion doesn’t, which might explain the obvious spelling and grammatical errors in this post.)
So, why can’t I sleep? Well it’s weird really. I was woken up by my mobile phone ringing about half an hour ago. It rang twice. Hubby managed to answer the second time round. Of course, there was no response, just the background noise of someone who has phoned by mistake, and doesn’t realize they have dialed someone and woken them up.
Why do I use the words of course? Because this isn’t the first time this has happened. On Sunday night the caller rang 17 times between midnight and 6 am. After the second call, we put the phone on silent and went to sleep. It was the 15 missed calls registered the next morning that concerned me a little. Not to mention the fact that my voice mail was full to the brim with 180 seconds in length blank messages.
And no – I can’t phone them back. The caller has conveniently switched off caller-id. The number registers as Withheld.
Think it’s odd? I do. I get calls virtually everyday. Yep, in the daytime too, although, as yet, never more than 2 or 3 a day. And before Sunday night it was a while since I’d been woken up in the middle of the night by Withheld. Oh, two or three weeks maybe.
Hubby thinks its someone who has me on speed dial, and keeps pressing their phone accidentally. Also thinks it may be an overseas caller, which would explain why I get so many midnight calls. Well, he did until tonight anyway. After being dredged from the depths of slumber, I don’t think he’s so convinced anymore. Which is why I am sitting here, at my computer unable to sleep at 12:56 in the morning.
Charming, ain’t it?