When The Husband Is Away

This past weekend my husband went out of town to go hunting and I was semi excited to be able to spend some time with just the girls...we ordered pizza, put on our pjs, got ice cream and watched a movie.....and then it happened....the sun set and it was night time. I don't know what it is about being alone at night time that increases my freak out factor, but any noise I hear or every time the dogs even think about moving I go into FULL FREAK OUT mode!! The one thing I was really looking forward to while he was gone was having the bed to myself....no snoring....no cover stealing....no bed hogging....just SLEEP....and then it happened....I was so freaked out that not one but both girls were sleeping in my bed....with me in the middle (who is the parent in this situation!) Now let me just tell you that I do not live in a bad neighborhood and as a matter of fact the police station is literally in my backyard...I have no real reason behind the freak outs....they just happen uncontrollably. I was finally able to fall asleep sandwiched between my children and then it happened...the craziest...loudest....most unusual noise woke me up...as I lay there paralyzed in bed trying to figure out what the heck was going down at my house it dawned on me finally what the noise was....two....or maybe an army....of squirrels were playing tag on the roof....why do things like that happen when I am by myself??? It's like those stupid squirrels saw that my husband was gone and began plotting against me or something. I was able to go back to sleep and when the sun came up I was so relieved I made it through the night. (like I was stuck on an episode of "I shouldn't be alive" or something) Okay so I made it though the first night, but I still had one more night to go. Saturday night I had two Christmas parties to go to and my mom was coming over to watch the girls...she had agreed to stay the night....whew, I thought....I wasn't going to be alone. Well when I finally got home from my Christmas parties she tells me that she decided she was just going to go on home. As she was leaving she tells me that my cat had been staring at the refrigerator all night. So she leaves and I go to bed....just as I am getting ready to fall asleep my dog JUMPS up and begins to bark.....there goes my freak out session...so I open my bedroom door and let her out to see where she is going to go and what she is going to do before I even so much as think about stepping out of that room. She goes into the kitchen and is just barking so I go in there and discover that she is barking at the cat....but she never barks at the cat....so upon further investigation I discover she in fact is not barking at the cat....she is barking at the MOUSE that the cat has pinned down...that was probably behind the refrigerator and the reason he was staring at it all night. At this point I am literally standing on a chair in the middle of my hallway....calling my mom and then my husband like either one of them was going to fix the situation over the phone. Our house backs straight up to a field of nothingness and apparently this little fellow decided that it was warmer in my house then it was in his field....this was so not okay by me. I am not afraid of mice...so to speak...but they do tend to not so slightly freak me out....and as I learned Saturday night they are quick little suckers. So as I am standing on a chair trying to figure out what to do my cat chases the mouse somewhere....and BELIEVE me I was NOT going to go look for it....so what I did do was get both of my girls in my bed...shut and locked the door (like the mouse knew how to turn the door knob) put a towel under the door (just in case) and vowed I was not stepping foot out of that bed until my husband (the squirrel keeper awayer, noise detector and mouse destroyer) came home. I have NEVER been so happy to see the man that I married as when he walked in that door yesterday. I am so glad that weekend is over and I do not know why all the crazy things wait to happen until I am by myself....but if it was some sort of test or something I know one thing....I failed miserably.