waking up in a crappy way

Sleeping all snuggled into bed this morning, my dream was invaded by odd sounds in the distance. There was banging and scratching noises, and in my dream, this was translated into someone being trapped and trying to escape from something. I found myself quickly moving toward the noise, to help I presume. As I approached and the banging became louder, I was getting very nervous, and I still couldn't make out the scene in which I was meant to play the heroine..everything was all fuzzy. Suddenly, I was awake, as if someone had flipped a switch in a very dark room. I threw my covers off, as I usually do first thing when I decide it's time to be awake. As my head leaned back toward the very large window behind my bed, I was confronted with the face of a window washer, strapped into some sort of pulley contraption, so he was suspended, squeegee in hand, a suction cup giving him the ability to move along the window like Spiderman. I'm glad it took only nanoseconds to take all this in, sad that I've made a habit of throwing off the covers upon waking. I sleep in the buff, people. I wouldn't normally feel the need to share that little piece of information, but since the guy who washes the windows here is privy, why shouldn't you be? Good stuff.