Hypnic Jerk at the Compost

While sleeping in the bed today I experienced another hypnic jerk. I was falling in and out of sleep, fatigued from being ill with a bad flu. In the hypnagogic vision I was standing outside in our backyard, at the compost tumbler. I had my hand on the compost's door handle and was pulling on it with all my might, leaning back so that I could put my weight into it. The handle slipped out of my hand and I went falling backwards. It was at this moment that I woke myself with a hypnic jerk.