Sleepless Sleepovers

 I enjoyed sleepovers but at some point I remember that sleepovers turned into a frightening time away from my home.  

What comes to mind is the child who enjoys playing with his friends on the playground but comes back to the security of his mom or dad every few minutes just to reconnect with the safety and security of his parents.

Except in my case I left my home but didn't feel secure enough to stay the whole night at my friends house.  

There are three different times that I specifically remember these long nights.  The timeline of them are not clear in my memory.  

One happened at Jeremy's house.  It seems like we were getting ready for bed and I started to get homesick.  I vaguely remember wanted to stay and because it was fun yet I was crying because I wanted to go home.  I remember standing in their dining room and telling Vickie that I wanted to go home.  I remember my mom showing up and being gracious about it.  I was glad to be going home and confused as to why I was having these feelings.  I don't remember anything after my mom got there.  Maybe some brief hellos at Jeremy's house but no memories of what came after mom picked me up.  

Another happened at the Sullentrop? home out in the country.  I remember they had that huge sattelite dish and I thought it would be awesome to watch newer movies on HBO.  I don't ever remember watching anything on HBO though.  I did think that kid was so cool though.  I remember feeling cool that I could go to his house but the Laune boys didn't go to his house that much.  Anyway, I remember at this sleepover there was a broken bed.  At the feet the mattress sloped way down so the bed was uneven.  It didn't seem to bother them so I figured it wouldn't bother me and though it was kinda weird it wasn't a big deal.  (Though it kinda did seem like a big deal when I first saw that broken bed.)  It seems like there was a beep that happened at random times too.  I realize not that it was a smoke detector with a low battery.  Anyway, it does seem like there was something else besides the bed that made it hard to sleep.  The other issue that I was dealing with was my worry that I was going to pee the bed.  Every time I has the slightest urge to pee I would get up and go to the bathroom.  I went over and over and over with less and less pee every time I went.  It went on like that seemingly all night long.  I didn't think that night was ever going to end.   

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