not just a hook used in the early 90's annie lennox hit. this melody plays in my head as i think about my night of sleep two days ago.
i was awoke by a painful burning slash on my upper hip / back / bum area. i thought "ouch that hurt" but i was beyond groggy. i grabbed whatever scratched me and threw it on the floor {frowning i'm sure}. when i rolled back over i was scratched again. this time when i pryed my squinty little eyes open i saw something that i thought was that super-hard plastic, like the kind that they put around all fun toys that you can NEVER get open. "how would that end up in my bed?" i thought. this time in less rage i put the sharp object on the nightstand so i could inspect it in the morning.
when i got out of bed the next day {late for work...surprise} i found that i had a 5 inch scratch/cut waiting for me and a matching mini scratch about an inch & a half long right next to it. it was bright-red, raised up and puffy. and it stung. bad way to start the day.
it got worse. i looked at the weapon that i had placed on the nightstand and it was clear like plastic but it definitely wasn't plastic. it was glass! broken glass in my bed. are you kidding me? then i inspected my sheets for more glass; i found no glass but i did find something else. my perfect, new, super soft, cozy, WHITE sheets had {still have} streaks of blood from my mid-night cut. booooo! i'm hoping that some bleach & a good washing will heal my perfect sheets from their current nastiness.
i was awoke by a painful burning slash on my upper hip / back / bum area. i thought "ouch that hurt" but i was beyond groggy. i grabbed whatever scratched me and threw it on the floor {frowning i'm sure}. when i rolled back over i was scratched again. this time when i pryed my squinty little eyes open i saw something that i thought was that super-hard plastic, like the kind that they put around all fun toys that you can NEVER get open. "how would that end up in my bed?" i thought. this time in less rage i put the sharp object on the nightstand so i could inspect it in the morning.
when i got out of bed the next day {late for work...surprise} i found that i had a 5 inch scratch/cut waiting for me and a matching mini scratch about an inch & a half long right next to it. it was bright-red, raised up and puffy. and it stung. bad way to start the day.
it got worse. i looked at the weapon that i had placed on the nightstand and it was clear like plastic but it definitely wasn't plastic. it was glass! broken glass in my bed. are you kidding me? then i inspected my sheets for more glass; i found no glass but i did find something else. my perfect, new, super soft, cozy, WHITE sheets had {still have} streaks of blood from my mid-night cut. booooo! i'm hoping that some bleach & a good washing will heal my perfect sheets from their current nastiness.
hope you have a wonderful & injury free day {& night)
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i bet benny did it.
ReplyDeletei heard him saying something about broken glass in bed this past weekend.
:)
What the crap. What a weird thing to happen....
ReplyDeleteit would only happen to me. come on!
ReplyDeletei pray that none of my friends ever get cut by broken glass in their beds.
haha this is crazy! where did it come from?! :(
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