Too much tv, not enough work.

Forgive me.
Im typing on my phone.
Just taking some notes.

My husband fell asleep on the chair at 9pm.
I said "Why dont you just go to bed?"
Twice. I said it twice.
"Oh, its way too early! I would wake up too early for work."
Literally 6 seconds later, he is snoring.
And there I sat, wondering just where I could buy a bottle of FUKITOL so I can shut my mind off and not give a crap for a change.
I have been off work too long.
Sleep patterns are messed up even more than normal thanks to that rock and this stent.
For two more hours I wondered how he does that.
I think our furbaby Eva even wondered about it herself.
Finally about 1115 I shut the tv and light off. He wakes up and says "Are we going to bed now?"
"I sure hope you dont wake up too early in the morning." Sour dripping from my tongue.
"No, I should be fine."
**You're kidding me, right?**
I put food away.
I washed a couple of dishes.
I took dirty laundry upstairs and started a load.
Husband already off in dream land.
I assume this part is more normal than I wish? Anyone?
Anyone?
Bueller?
After a good solid hour of trying to go to sleep, this is what happened:
Im out in a country junk yard.
A guy starts breaking glass.
He is literally taking huge tubes of glass and launching them across the junk yard. Shattering into millions of pieces.
I dont want any part of it and start walking to town.
I am angry with that guy so I am walking unusually fast to keep away from him.
There's another girl with us.
She is also walking to town but way back behind me.
Its extremely dark.
And windy.
Car comes by and doesnt stop for either of us. Then the car slams on the brakes and turns around cuz theres a car in ditch on opposite side of road.
I run to the car in ditch.
Small, light blue, like an electric car.
Looks like its gonna roll over any minute.
3 people inside.
2 male in front 1female in back.
All screaming for help.
Then they start laughing and say its a joke. They are still stuck on this embankment so that wasnt a joke.
I recognize the driver and look back, hoping the other girl isnt still following cuz it is her ex and somehow I knew that would be a really bad scene.
I walk away and say Im calling the cops (so I had a phone and didnt call for a ride to begin with??).
My phone then rings and it comes up "OLIVE" like a scary movie trailer, as Mike the Cop is running after me saying "No they are looking for us!" and the guy on the phone says "Hi. Do you know who this is?"
Sounds suspiciously a lot like Officer Daniels. Hang up.
I dialed a number and got an Adams County cop.
Said "Send Adair County out south of town..." Mike TC reaches for my phone and I try to break free, continuing on saying "Mike TC and Miller are in the ditch."
For the record, I dont even know who Miller is.
I woke up.
It was dark - go figure. It was 145am.
It was windy - I have a fan going right beside me.
I was reaching for my phone thinking if he got it he was getting charged for destruction of private property, interference for trying to stop me from making a call for help, probably some OWI charges for ole AJ.
I now realize where Im at.
And Eva is looking at me like I have interrupted her night - alot of disgust and attitude in her stare.
What about my night?
Im never going back to sleep.
At least Im in my bed, with no whack jobs chasing me down.
I can do this all night.
Listening to the sounds of snoring...
I wonder what happened to all those other people???