Things That Go SQUEAK In The Night
I am used to unusual noises in our home – especially at night. We live in an older home and it likes to POP and CRACK at the most inconvenient times – like when I’m all alone. When we first moved in – almost 10 years ago, I was downstairs in my office – and the wind blew a door shut upstairs. I was SURE there was someone in our house! It sounded creepy like footsteps above me! And going to sleep was difficult at first. But over time I have become accustom to it. When we have guests here – often they will hear something above their heads and then look at us quizzically, and then ask, “are you sure there is no one home”? We will then nod and look at each other with knowing looks (we could really have fun with people if we chose to) and say, “it’s just our old creaky house – it likes to settle.
It is also not unusual for Greg to be gone until the wee hours of morning. He is a contractor in his “other” job, moonlighting for a company called “Northwood Construction” and they are contracted out to many Starbucks stores in the greater Seattle area. So his job includes, and is not limited to: window washing after hours, high dusting, pressure washing and light maintenance. Last night it was another late one. He has become an expert at slipping in very quietly – that is until we got a puppy. Dogs have an uncanny way of smelling and hearing you before you arrive – and our puppy is always looking for someone to come and see her and is listening intently – especially for Dad to come home after working.
So Greg can not exactly slip in unnoticed anymore. Daisy will jump off the bed, and I will hear her running down the hall, clickety click – down the stairs and then to the back door wagging her tail madly and waiting for that magic moment when Greg opens the door. Last night was no exception. But Greg was very quiet and soon I drifted back to sleep. The next thing I remember was hearing a very loud SQUEAK from one of Daisy’s toys and wondered to myself, “why is she playing with her toys in the middle of the night?” and then I heard a very LOUD CRASH – which had me sitting straight up in bed yelling, “Greg? Is that you? What’s going ON?” This was accompanied by Greg laughing out loud and saying, “well – first I tried to turn out the light down here, I stepped on this blasted squeaky toy and then in the dark, I knocked over the coffee table!” We had a good laugh as I accused him of playing with Daisy’s toys and telling him I was sure it had been her!
It’s the little comedies in life that give an extra sparkle to relationships and have us looking at ourselves and others with humor – as we all try to take ourselves a little less seriously. And folks, if you can laugh at things even in the middle of the night – then I would say that you have passed the test and have found the little things are some of the most important things, after all.
Here’s wishing you and yours a little more comedy and a little less tragedy as you discover laughter and the true medicine it is 
God Bless
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Loved this story, Cindy, particularly the message: “… if you can laugh at things even in the middle of the night – then I would say that you have passed the test and have found the little things are some of the most important things, after all”. And, thanks for the ping!
Thanks so much, Cheryl! I appreciate you stopping by!