Much to our amusement, Chris and I were awakened in the early morning hours both Saturday morning and Sunday morning by random things crashing around the house. First was a loud crashing sound early Saturday morning around 1:30 am that got us both jumping out of bed. Our first thought was that something was thrown through the front window, but upon further inspection it was found to be the explosion of an over-carbonated 22 oz bottle of beer in the spare bedroom. Nothing is more fun than washing beer off the walls at two in the morning. Fast forward to Sunday morning, same place and time. Immediately we thought it was another bottle o' beer exploding, but instead ran into the spare bedroom only to find that my shoe rack behind the door had tore itself apart and dozens of shoes thrown to the ground.
Nothing Chris couldn't repair with a little duct tape and a screw gun. Thankfully our little room of horrors took a break last night and let us have a full night of sleep for work today because our aged hearts couldn't take another startle like that.