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I'm sure your body is hurting, but your pride has got to hurt more

You don't turn on a light? When I get up in the middle of the night I turn on my phone's flashlight to move around.

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You don't turn on a light? When I get up in the middle of the night I turn on my phone's flashlight to move around.

No! Use night vision goggles! Lights are for squares.

Don't you remember your house well enough to move around slowly without the lights on?

I need the light because the slightest bump causes bruising which runs in the family. That, and I have four cats running around.

15 Ok. So in your earlier comment you assumed everyone has the same bruising disorder that you do and are also crazy cat people? Makes sense.

Lol not everyone's like you though! I don't turn on my light because it will wake up everyone else.

19, would having four dogs make you dog crazy?

Yes! But Boom, boom-- ain't it great to be crazy! Boom, boom

I agree with this! Yet sometimes I get a little scared and it all goes downhill...

I don't turn on the lights when I get up in the middle of the night, because it strains my eyes to readjust to the light. Have you never sluggishly gotten up to use the bathroom, turned on the lights; only to hiss and turn them back off?

I use my phones flashlight also!

I'm sure your body is hurting, but your pride has got to hurt more

How do you forget?

Easily. I re-arranged my room a few months ago. Woke up one night and I didn't know where I was for a minute or two because the moonlight coming in the window wasn't in its usual place.

Maybe you should try turning the light on?

When your pupils are constricted and you're sleepy, the last thing you want to do is turn on any light - especially bright downlights from the room ceiling.

Bellyflop!

Face-palm

How could you not recognise the siren call of your bed giving you directions?

Or, if he is a siren, the bed song (like the watersong)

Did you really rearrange your room? Or is that just what the night goblins made you think? I bet they're laughing at you right now.

Those night goblins are always up to something.

And we don't want no problems Okay, you're a goon, what's a goon to a goblin? ~Steady Mobbin

Nothin'.. Nothin' you're not saying nothin'

I hope you have carpet! And Look at the bright side: at least you don't keep Legos on your bedroom floor!

Haha good point!

Damn Legos are deadly.

Carpets, making falls a little softer but always supplying us with rug burn

Seriously! Who face plants in the middle of the night? I can see if you were having fun extra curricular activities. If not I personally despise getting up on the middle of the night.

Sense? None made.

Have you never awakened in the middle of the night and your mouth is so ridiculously dry that it causes your throat to ache terribly? Or how about waking up in the middle of the night and absolutely had to use the restroom because if you don't it feels as though your bladder will explode? Or maybe even waking up with a horrible case of diarrhea or feeling as though you might vomit? Each of these scenarios leave you with little choice but to get up in the middle of the night. And as for the OP face planting, they had just re-arraigned their bedroom. And when you wake up unexpectedly in the middle of the night you are very groggy and your brain is a little fuzzy, making it so much easier to forget that you re-arraigned your room. Furthermore, if you do turn the lights on, it will hurt your eyes. Maybe even cause them to water, which makes it very difficult to see where you are going even if you hadn't just re-arraigned your room.

Did your rearrangements consist of putting a toilet in your front lawn? Because if so, your cat-owner neighbor isn't a fan of it either.

Oh my, that is definitely something I would do. Did anyone else used to do a 'flying leap' to get back to their bed when they were little, to avoid the monsters? I'm pretty sure I missed a couple of times.

Thanks to my box spring not fitting in my bed frame, my bed was ridiculously high off the floor. I was nine when I got that bed and it came up to my ribs. I used to have to run from the end of the hallway and leap onto my bed. One night my mother asked if I did it because I was afraid, so I showed her that it was impossible to get up there any other way. But yeah, I definitely used to miss, or even overshoot and fly over the bed completely, and crash into my drawers. Good thing kids heal fast!