Tuesday, March 24, 2009

WAG 4: Do you Hear What I Hear? Sadly, I Do

I'm ready to sleep. Come on, sleep! My book is down, the wardrobe door is closed against the dark shadows. The light is off, the door is shut. Sleep, I'm waiting.

What's that? My ear picks up the hum of a violin. BBC Radio 3, it must be. What's the song? La la la la... I know that tune. I worry at the song in my head, trying to place it. In comes another instrument -- that's a piano. La la la la... maybe it's Shostakovich. Yes, that's it.

I open my eyes and push the puffy goose-down-smelling duvet away. I wrench open the door. It scrapes the side of the wardrobe. Why have we never fixed that?

'Can you turn that down!' Without my contacts, The Man is lumpified.

'But it's Shostakovich. He wrote it when his wife was dying.'

'Yeah, well I'm dying to get some sleep,' I grumble.

I storm back into the room and scrape the door closed again.

La la la la... violin music finds a way under the door and straight to my ears.

Bloody wife. I wish she'd die already.


Criss said...

Haha! Great post!

I am often serenaded by the not-so-melodious voices of the cast of Family Guy. Freddy's not allowed to watch it when I'm in the room, so he waits until I go to sleep. I feel bad telling him he can't watch it then, either.

Last night, though, he turned on the local news. The volume was QUITE loud, and the three stories I heard before getting up and telling him to stop it were all gruesome, violent murders of children and/or young girls. There's only so much a girl can take.

Nancy J. Parra said...

Oh, great post! and sooo True! I can't tell you the number of times I've had to go out and ask for it to be turned down!

Iain Martin said...

Good post...sorry to admit that I'm usually the one up later watching tv. However, we have the advantage of doors that effectively insulate the bedroom.

Chris said...

Hello Marsh,

ha, great post and Nice twist.

J. M. Strother said...

Nice piece, Marsha. The sounds that intrude as we try to drift off are always the worst. At least he wasn't snoring! I keep a set of earplugs handy - not for spousal volume so much as for passing traffic.

Marsha said...

Criss, The Man loves Family Guy, too. Ugh. It is SO annoying when you're trying to sleep!

Thanks everyone! :)

Lulu said...

So much fun. I can relate. Only in my house it is usually Neil Young on the stereo or old Star Trek episodes.

Jackie said...

Oh, how I love this!!! Your last lines are always a joy.

I also especially like "with my contacts, the Man is lumpified."

The description is perfect, because it calls back to mind every time the same thing has happened to me. The problem is that the more you concentrate on the noise, the more awake you become. I have two words for you that have been helpful for me: "cordless headphones."

Jackie said...

oops. I meant "without my contacts," but you knew that. You wrote it, after all. :)

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