Monday, April 11, 2011

Perfect Moment Monday: Blast Furnace

I wonder if I'd ever be able to work in a library?

As much as I enjoy reading, love the smell of books, and people watching, the "sound of silence" is deafening to me. I have to have some sort of noise. Whether its music, a book on CD, or the TV on in the background, I enjoy sounds.

This sound-need proves to be a bit difficult when it comes to night time. I do not enjoy the sound of snoring (from the human or dog variety--and sad to say, there is plenty of both in my house) I am a perfect sleeper and neeeeever snore ;)

But there is still too much quiet at night. So for the past few years, I have been running a small fan in the opposite corner of the bedroom. It's the perfect white noise to keep out the bad sounds and let me drift peacefully into slumber.

However....my bed-mate loathes this fan. Or as he has always called it: the blast furnace. Poor guy. Gets to sleep in swanky king-sized beds with 500 thread-count sheets 3-4 nights out of the week, and he has to come home to a pesky white noise. (and it helps me block out his snoring that I have not missed)

Recently, after re-fueling my heart and soul with a wonderful estrogen-fest, I was able to quickly kiss Mook goodbye before he jumped on another plane.

Only later that evening did I go into get ready for bed and unpack when I saw this:




Its totally the small stuff that makes my world-go-round. This note will stay there to remind not only me, but him the next time I hear him grumble about my "blast furnace"




What Perfect Moment have you recently been aware of?

20 comments:

  1. That's it... I'm buying you a sound machine just to bug mook!

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  2. I love to have a fan on but BigP has this giant thing that sounds like it is dying that drives me nuts. My heart goes out to Mook.

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  3. I don't mind noise when I sleep, but I hate white noise. I am a pattern type of person, so in any sort of noise my brain finds the pattern. Our ceiling fan has some kind of drag every 3 seconds. It keeps me awake. My husband would like to have white noise, but he can't stand intermittent noise (like traffic). I would hate your blast furnace too.

    Your husband is very sweet!

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  4. That is so awesome. Love it!

    And thanks, also, for the perfect moment you gave me the other night. Loved attending mini-schlub-fest over the ether. Was a high point of my week, seeing you.

    XO

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  5. He says he hates it, but I am sure if it isn't on, he misses it.

    Come on, Mook, tell us the truth!

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  6. Love it. Too sweet!

    And I love that you just flat out tell him that you're going to run the machine to block out his snoring! H is so danged sensitive that he would be seriously offended if I told him I had to have white noise to block out his snoring. But, sadly, it's gotten to the point that, no REALLY, my darling H, I *need* something to cover the sound of your snores!!! I'll just have to get brave and blunt and hope he doesn't take it too badly!

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  7. Fans make my throat dry. I think we're becoming a family that needs one though. The kiddo is a very light sleeper.

    The sounds that I think I hear are the scariest.

    Happy Sleeping.

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  8. Him and those notes!! :-)

    Yeah, my hubs has to have a fan too...I call it (originally) That Damned Fan...

    I am so glad you gals got to have some girl time!

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  9. How sweet! We have a sound machine that plays white noise and honestly there are some nights it's not loud enough!

    Great little reminder from him though :-)

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  10. That is awesome!

    I've actually grown accustomed to the humidifier that runs in Smooch's room that I can hear through the monitor. He spent the other night away and I found myself turning both on just for the noise.

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  11. Hey beautiful, I gave you an award on my blog.

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  12. that is the SWEETEST thing every. Seriously I teared up.

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