My husband watching TV or banging around in the kitchen.

Nearly nothing wakes me. The meds I take force me to sleep, even through much of my painful muscle spasms. Weird, the spasms sometimes enter my dreams. When a woman who drives me to appointments got her dates mixed up, I was asleep. Apparently she knocked until her fist bruised. Worried, she had the cops let her in. Hearing a man’s voice call my name woke me quick.
I live with just my daughter, no man has lived with me in nearly two decades. Having a male voice in the house was quite out of the ordinary.

Barking fucking dogs… Can’t stand that.

I live in the south. It’s not uncommon to hear a rooster, even in a suburban neighborhood.

Farts.

Usually the phone ringing.

But more likely than not, I will feel bladder pressure, which will wake me up.

I nap for about a half-hour after lunch every day and can sleep through any sounds except for something unfamiliar and a ringing phone.

The phone

Don’t have that luxury yet except on weekends. I’ll have a very sound sleep for half an hour atleast before waking up due to any interference.

The realization that I have so much to do, and instead of doing any of those things, I decided to take a nap. I am lazy.

Back-up bell on trucks. I live right near a turnaround.

A child walking into my room.
I can sleep through tornado sirens, EMS shit right next to me, I can sleep through anything except a baby whimpering or a kid sliding into the room.

Telemarketer phone call.
B*stards!

^^Lol..)

I tell telemarketers, “I’m broke. Want the number of the s.o.b. that took all my money?”