Hubby IMed me around 7:30 this morning. He'd been working much of the night and needed to catch a quick nap before heading in to the office, late. Could I make him coffee at 9:30 and bring it down, if he's not awake by then?
"No Problem," you say. And that is because you are ignorant.
Hubby is deaf in one ear. Completely, profoundly deaf. Mumps, as an adult, will do that. He is also, as you remember, a musician. So his other ear ain't hearing the distant twittering of tiny songbirds, either.
He put in several exceedingly long days in a row. So he is exhausted.
He is locked in his office.
He is the only person who has a key.
So, at 9:30 I made him coffee and brought it downstairs. Every half hour, or so, I go back down to thud on the door and shout his name until both my hands hurt. In between times, I call his cell phone. But he is just not waking up. At some point, he will roll over, his good ear will be away from the pillow, and my frantic door banging and shouting will have an effect. 'Til then, I'm just annoying the Sons.