Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone home?
I’ll give you a moment to recover from the vague Pink Floyd reference or the coughing fit caused by the dust of 10 straight days without a post. Go on take your time.
(Don’t take your time we haven’t got all day. I’m sure YOU should be working.)
As you know (from the title) it’s time for another installment of slepping with my wife. You also would see that I’m still awesome at making vague horror movie references!
No my wife is not Jason Voorhees.
Today we return to the fertile ground that is my lovely wife. It’s her birthday tomorrow so wish her a happy birthday on twitter!
Last Friday night was a very weird night. I want you to know I resisted the urge to quote the Katy Perry song ‘Last Friday Night’ there.
It was hard though.
(That’s what she said!)
Swoon. So hot.
Okay so last Friday (during the day) was mostly uneventful. I was mostly searching for jobs and battling the gloom bug. Around the time the wifey came home (about 4:45 or so) I decided I’d be taking a nap. That really turned out ugly and I slept essentially till 8. Grub and tv time followed.
The time came to get into bed.
(Bow chikka bow wow)
The wifey (as most usually) was asleep pretty much as soon as her head hit the pillow. I had a bit more trouble, which of course made sense. I after all did sleep like 4 hours during the afternoon. The only problem was I was VERY sleepy. I felt like I could sleep for days but sleep never came. I was a lump of wide awakeness on the bed. The kitties joined me but they too quickly went right to sleep.
I was alone.
(You say awwww now.)
I listened to sports radio. I got up and had some water. I tried my left side, I tried my right side. Nada. I got up and watched some bad TV and did a little bit o writing. A very little bit. I got back in bed. I was still just a lump of sleeplessness. Then as I tried to plunder dream land the wife sat up.
Then she got off the bed. She stood there for a split second and then began to chuckle.
Me: Something funny.
Me: Gonna share?
(Now she’s on the move. She went around the bed and stopped near the door. She laughs some more.)
Her: I can’t believe I forgot. So much to do. (Laughs.)
Me: What are you doing?
Her: I forgot about it.
(She goes out of the bedroom and looks back in. Then she slowly closes the door.)
Me (to one of our cats): Should I go get her Rasputin?
Me: Good answer.
(About a minute or so later she came back in.)
Me: What were you doing?
Her: I don’t know…I thought….
Then she was in bed and back to sleep. I however didn’t sleep again until about 9 in the morning. She apparently had a dream that people from work were coming over and she forgot about it. She thought she needed to get busy cleaning because they’d be there soon.