I hate crickets

I have rather severe insomnia, I sometimes go days without sleeping.
On Sunday nights my insomnia always seems to be worse.
Last night I snuggled up in bed, finished my emails and texts, to go to sleep at a decent hour.
I closed my eyes and began counting cowboys jumping a fence...........................
What do I hear??
The shrill mating call of a very horny cricket.
The sound that this cricket was producing was more ear drum assaulting that a smoke alarm.
The cricket sounded like he was just outside my window, maybe on the window sill.
I get out of bed and bang on the window.
He stops.
I climb back into bed.
No sooner than I have pulled the covers up over me and put my body pillow between my legs, he starts again!!!!
I repeat this process about 6 times and give it up.
I gather my pillows and head down to the sofa.
Defeated by the persistent love song of a cricket.
His serenade should have been recorded and used to torture prisoners at Gitmo.
2 hours sleep is not nearly enough for this gal.