I tip toed into Cori's room last night, her lights were off as I softly said, "Cori?" I was hoping against all hope that she would answer. She did. Then I said, "Something just crawled across my bed and it was about this big," as I showed about 4 inches between my index finger and thumb.

She dutifully got out of bed, with Oliver (aka "Fat Cat") following behind. As we entered my room I explained what had happened. "I was just sitting there working on something on my computer and all of the sudden something crawled across my bed. I nearly dropped my computer it scared me so much! I know I'm exhausted and may be hallucinating, but will you help me look?" So we tore my bed apart...looked under it, under the mattress, on the walls, in the blankets, pillow, and in my Bible.

We found nothing and she headed off to her room after an offer of sleeping there. Being stubborn, I told her that I would be fine, I would be in a much happier place if I woke up dead. Oliver stayed behind, probably sensing my need of protection and thinking that he could offer it, made his bed on my pile of dirty clothes.

Thankfully, the night passed without another incident...just a little restlessness that seems pretty normal anymore. I still don't know if I was haullucinating or if something really did crawl across my bed...and honestly, I think I won't think about it anymore! :)