Daylight savings time is extremely wearisome

It wearies me. Didn't sleep well last night. Rarely sleep well. What's the deal? What's the secret? A couple of weeks ago I woke up in the middle of the night out of a dream about bats to the sound of a bat flying around the room, but I still for the life of me don't know if there actually WAS a bat flying around the room. I thought I was awake. I thought I heard it, I thought a saw a dark shape flitting across the ceiling. I grabbed Ross' shoulder and whispered (as if it matters to the bat) "Ross, I think there's a bat!" Then I turned on the light, and there was nothing. But it could have flown out, it could have flown into the basement never to be seen again.

To make my fears more understandable I will now inform you that we did actually have bats in the house last summer, and in fact on each of the three? four? occasions they were in our bedroom. So I'm not crazy - my dreams are not becoming reality. And it was exceptionally warm on that night a couple of weeks ago when I thought there was a bat. Maybe it was woken up out of its hibernation. There remains the possibility that I WAS dreaming it and that it seemed real when I woke up, and that I wasn't awake when I thought I was.

There's a small door in the bedroom closet that allows access to the back of the plumbing for the bathtub. I wonder if the bats came in through there. It has fairly wide cracks around it - not a well-fitting door. I taped over the cracks with packing tape, and now I have visions of peering into the closet and finding a bat stuck to the opposite side of the tape.

I did a bunch of web surfing for bat info and I've discovered what we need to do to get 'em out of the attic. We think we know where they're coming in, and we just need to staple a piece of screen over the hole so they can squeeze out but can't get in again. So simple. Why didn't we do this last summer? Because we were each in our own way busy with other things and too lazy to make bat removal a priority.

Perhaps the packing tape in the closet is keeping them out. Perhaps.