If Only I Could Skip The Sleeping Part

I love night. I'm never going to be a morning person. It's just not physically possible. 4pm until 5am is when I am the happiest. But when your house is completely dark and you have to go to sleep it can get a little creepy playing single mom. Last night I went to bed and there was absolutely no light in the house. Complete, can't-see-your-hand-in-front-of-your-face darkness. Which would have been great, fine, ok until the noises started. The creaky floor noises. Ok, so the floors upstairs are a little creaky. But, as far as I know, someone has to step on the floor to make it creak. And, I know what you're thinking: it was one of our cats. Cats that like to freak me out because they think it's funny. But, both cats were on the bed with me asleep. And the floor creaked really loudly. Twice. So, at this point, I figure I have two options...1. Call a neighbor to come over and look for creaky, scary somethings walking around my house or 2. Shut my eyes and pretend that I didn't hear a thing. Because I'm lame but not that lame, I chose option two. Eventually I even fell asleep. Of course, I had terrible dreams and woke up in one of those moments where you're trying to scream but no sound comes out except maybe a teeny tiny little "eeeeeeeee" but that's a whole different story. The point is...I'm not that lame.