Monday, July 28, 2008

Hawaiian Breeze

We got a new fan a month or two ago for our bedroom. It has been great, we have somehow managed to go all summer without turning on our A/C. (Going green!...or maybe just cheap). It is called a Hawaiian Breeze. You know, kind of a cheesy name, but I think it is appropriate. I turn it on and lie on my covers, feeling as though I am on our honeymoon again. A nice, quiet, soft breeze. Just like Hawaii.

Problem: I think I have sleep disorders or something. I wake up almost every night in a panic over one thing or another.

This wonderful little fan has two red light sensors to designate the speed and mode it is set to. They look like two red, glowing eyes. I feel like a robot or alien is staring at me at night. I don't think ET is helping ease my night time stress much. It seems so silly but it does make me a bit nervous, on nights when Abe is away.


MrColtonJackson said...

hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm haha. You could tape up the lights, or perhaps accessorize your fan with more lights (like christmas lights) to distract you from the creepy lights.

-words of wisdom by colt jackson

brenna said...

I understand. I have become very paranoid recently.

Amber said...

Did you purchase this fan at Walmart? I just got a Aloha Breeze or something like that from Walmart just three days ago. It sounds the same. I think I share similar sleeping issues. I always freak out at least once at night, usually during the half-asleep part. I sleep by myself a lot so sometimes turning the TV on timer helps me feel a little more secure.

Diana said...

I suppose you just have to retrain yourself to get scared if you see two pairs of glowing eyes!!!

I definitely sleep better when Mark is at home and not on call. It's funny because I was fine before being married, but I suppose when you're used to that security, that's all that matters.

MrColtonJackson said...

well of course you have the same issue amber your her twin. I kind of wish i had a fan in my room, its been tough having our broken A/C