Artemis’s Blog

This beautiful Sunday morning I was wonderfully woken up by Hitchcock’s The Birds…the live version of it!

A pigeon (!) flew in my bedroom this morning from the little crack I left open in the bedroom window last night and just flew around scared and panicked, bumping on everything. Seeing that I was out last night at a wedding drinking wine until 3am, what better, peaceful way to wake up at 8:30am than a frantic bird flying all around your bedroom, right over your head, hitting the glass on the window right over your bed and then the mirror and then, well, any solid surface in the room. Of course, as the strong, solution oriented, problem solving person I am, I sat up in my bed, pulled the sheets closer to me and squeaked like a mad woman hoping it would go away… which didn’t help the pigeon’s panic. After watching Hitchcock’s The Birds at a young and tender age, you can imagine the lovely thoughts going through my head, reenacting the movie’s poster.

Well, finally the pigeon settled down in a corner, I got up, opened the window all the way, walked towards the pigeon to grab it and take it out but it saw me coming and flew off, right out the window thankfully. But then of course I couldn’t sleep after that so after watching a couple of episodes of Grey’s Anatomy, here I am writing about this.