Tick in the night.
I usually don't have any problems getting to sleep. But the other night I was a bit restless. And when I was still, I heard this noise. Oh my gosh. It was a slight sound and then I realized there was a pattern to it. I counted what I thought was 41 seconds and it would tick. omg! Was it a mouse, or mice, or rats under the floor? Was it a nocturnal animal, outside? Was it a baby animal looking for its mom? Was it termites chewing up my house? This clearly brought back memories from last year. I got up to pee in the middle of the night and there was a mouse scattering across the floor. I tried to chase it out of the house, but it went into a void near the dishwasher. OMG! And of course, there was the rat trap I set in the basement, behind the utility doors, on a concrete wall about 5 feet high. This little exercise was generated by the guy who looked after my furnaces, once per year. Now Rudy is retired! No rat. This went on for weeks. Then I smelled a rat. I really did