I am a light sleeper.
That might be good if there is an emergency, since I can go from sleeping to fully awake in a snap.
Sometimes it is not so desirable. Like last night: I woke up at 12:30 AM because I heard something.
I can't just go back to sleep, I need to do a round around the house to make sure everyone is OK. I don't need to turn the lights on, the soft glow of a few night lights is enough to lead the way, though I can't see that many details without my glasses.
I go to the living room to check on Bob. He is snoring away on a chair.
I got to Sarah's room. She is snoozing just fine up there in her new bed.
I head back to the master bedroom and my waiting bed. Hey, wait a minute. That computer bag is in the middle of the walkway. I better move that so Sarah doesn't stumble over it if (when) she gets into our bed later in the morning...
There, that is better.
I now walk towards the bedroom, through the now safe spot where the computer bag was.
Was that a crunch? Why is my foot feeling... wet?!
It takes a split second for my now VERY awake brain to puzzle together the sensory clues: I have stepped on a cockroach!!! I look down, and even in the dim lights of the night, with no glasses (yes, it is THAT big), I see the disgusting critter, running in a circle, since half its body is now squashed under my foot.
I hastily waken the husband, who by the horrified look on my face knows better than to complain, leaving him with instructions on how to dispose the scene of the incident and the body...
I myself go into the bathroom for a late night foot bath. A very lengthy and thorough foot bath...
... Hope you all slept well! :-)