Etiquette ?

I was sleeping last night, when I heard a knocking on my bedroom door just after 2am.  I sat up and said, "come in", which MIGHT be foolish 'cause I couldn't see who it was, but I justified it by saying, "the killer never knocks; roommates do".  I figured it was Aaron telling me our toilet was re-broken, but even that was a little sketch because he's literate and could leave a note on it to say 'hey, don't use me, I SUCK'.

It was Ann, the woman who lives in one of the rooms upstairs.  Ann and I have been the 2 complaining most about being cold; the boys have mentioned it infrequently, but Carman especially seems the most apathetic to our plight.  To be fair, I'm ALWAYS cold, so even I don't hold my complaints of being chilly with a lot of merit, because I say it when it's 89 degrees out and I'm running around.

So Ann comes in, and I turn on the light to make sure she's okay, like not sick and needing me to drive her to the hospital or anything.  No, no:  she's coming in because she's complaining about the heat situation.  She's up in her room 'curled up in a little ball' and it's too cold, she's really upset, etc.  And I'M really upset it says '68' on the wall thing but it's probably only 50 because it's clearly not working, but it's also... 2am.  She admitted she knew it wasn't my fault, and she knows I'm not mechanical and don't know how to fix it myself, and she 'doesn't want to fly off the roof' (which I guess is her version of 'get really pissed and overreact'), but it still seemed weird to come into my room at 2am to tell me this.

Meanwhile, I just bought a blanket/comforter that is still in its bag (wanted to save it for extra layer in winter months), so I get out of bed and get it out for her, thinking she could use an extra blanket to help her sleep for tonight when I can't fix it.  "Oh, no, I'm okay under the covers, it's just... I need to be able to spend time in my room".  Whaaaaaaaaaaaaa?

Am I wrong for thinking that this exchange, while not the worst thing in my life (She left at about 2:10 and I was back asleep by 2:40), was incredibly weird?  And maybe...not the way to handle it?  I think it's great that Ann, who is pretty shy/reserved, feels close enough to me to come to me with her problems, but at the same time... tomorrow night when I'm home from teaching is a great time.  Hell, get up an hour early this morning when I'm already up.  But this...just seemed excessive.