We set off to bed 22 minutes ago. The only problem was that my over-sensitive ears kept hearing a beep. I would not rest until the source had been identified. My heightened sense of hearing has proved to be more of a burden than a blessing these days. Here again was yet another example of it’s inconvenience.
Earlier in the week, I had questioned the park staff about the buzzing sound I’d been hearing while running on the trail. By the time I finished describing the sound, I was sure that a truck of men in white would soon be after me, straight jackets in tow. His only thought was that I had an extremely acute sense of hearing and was listening to either the high growing mustard weeds blowing in the wind. I am still certain that the source is some sort of bug that everyone else is immune to hearing. Whatever.
Tonight search lead me to the usual checks. Within minutes, I’d determined that myPhone was no longer charging on the wall. My certainty that incoming text messages were the source of the beeps, I made a B-line towards the boys room. My suspicion that BoBo was using the phone was a good one, however the beeping was not coming from the phone. Feeling all the more maddened by the mystery beeping, I continued my search.
A few minutes later, I finally located a locked box on the wall outside the building. Since we are staying in the guest house, the resolution will not come until morning. The beeping continues, but I am hoping that I will be able to sleep now that the source has been discovered. We will have to see.
In the meantime, it is time to rescue myPhone from a young man who is falling to the influence of female powers other than my own. Then, it will be time to find a way to turn down my senses and travel to the land of peaceful dreams. Sleep well.