I take the pillow flipping to a new level. Every night I flip to the side and up and down so that I am sleeping on the opposite spot that I slept on the night before. That way the pillow wears down evenly. I must have my two pillows or I can't sleep. On occasion I've been tossing and turning and couldn't figure out why until I realized that Michael had one of my pillows. Damn straight I woke him up and made him give it back. Last night he found himself pillowless because for some reason Indi had his pillow. I offered him one of mine, but I was so grateful when he refused because I wouldn't have been able to sleep otherwise. When my pillows get too flat and I have to replace them, it is a rough few nights of adjustment.
I'm scared of garages. Particularly at night. When I have to go in the garage at night I hum a song for bravery. For some odd reason it always ends up being, "From the Halls of Montezuma."
The real reason I'm afraid of garages is because I'm afraid of roaches. When I was a kid we moved into a house that had been abandoned for a few years and had a really bad infestation. They creep me the hell out.
If I have to walk through a dark house I leap through touching as little floor as possible. See above.
I must pee immediately before getting into bed. Even if I just went two minutes ago. I don't even realize that I'm repeat peeing until I think about it.
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And now Harry, let us step into the night and pursue that flighty temptress, adventure! - Albus Dumbledore
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