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Monday, March 8, 2010

Trouble Sleeping, Birthdays & Funerals

Jon had to perform a funeral today for his uncle R.D. and it was during a thunderstorm.  Jon said the women who were in heels were sinking in the mud.  It was so wet Jon was worried that where the grave was dug under the casket, that the whole thing could cave in.  He was under an awning but even standing on the artificial turf carpet, he said the carpet was sinking with the weight of feet.  Jon's suit got all wet.  I was going to go but my head and face have been hurting all day.  When we were at the funeral home for the visitation yesterday, his other uncle had a stroke.  We were wondering why they hadn't appeared at the funeral home so that explains it. So Jon went to the hospital to visit him before going to the funeral.

I've been very busy trying to get a new church website put together, trying to get the house cleaned and homeschooling.  Once the weather gets warmer, I think I'll be more up to cleaning.  I get cold and can't get moving.

Wendy went to Oklahoma with Jennifer for 4 days and I didn't even know about it.  Soon she will be going to Tennessee to visit Lori & Nate.  We will be going in May to celebrate Suzy's birthday.
We went to Kennedy's birthday party yesterday.  She turned 7.  Today is Lisa's birthday, Wendy's is Wednesday, and mine is Sunday.  Dad's was on the 17th.

I've been having so much trouble sleeping.  It seems like for the last year or two its been happening.  I'll fall asleep, maybe for half an hour or hour, then I see something and I wake up screaming and trying to get away.
What I see is almost always the same.  Black lines, squiggly black, moving lines.  Thin, thread-like lines.  Either coming down out of the ceiling, down along the walls, or on the closet door.  One time it was something orange coming out from the crack in the closet door toward me.  Sort of like an orange plant thing.  Two nights ago it was just one string thing slithering down the door.  I screamed loud and wanted to wake Jon in my panic but I didn't.  He didn't even hear me scream.  But my heart was pounding hard.  I sleep better in the living room.  So I slept there last night and again I will sleep there tonight.  I've been staying up too late though.  It is rough when you can't sleep.   
I'll write more later.  I'm tired now.

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