Well, about 2:00 last night I put my book down and went back to bed.
At 2:45 or so, the nice wireless door chime I bought a few months back started malfunctioning. At first, it wasn’t very bad, but after a while, I was fully awake and mulling calling the police to have them kneecap the drunk that had to be ringing my doorbell.
But as I laid there, I realized that the chime had to be failing, because there was no pounding on the outside door or rapping at the windows. [Had there been, given my mood, I might have shot whoever it was on general principles.] Finally, around 3:15, the failure stopped, so I went back to bed.
At 4:45, it started again, but it was very intermittent, and I was still pretty sleepy, so I stayed in bed.
At 5:30, it started anew, and I couldn’t stand it anymore, so I walked into the bathroom and unplugged the receiver of the damn chime.
I slept well after that, and got up just now, finally. I should have realized that the dogs slept well all night, and that should have tipped me off to the fact that the chime was just failing. Don’t you love stupid choices made in your sleep?