This is a draft of a post I for some reason never posted. I wrote it almost two years ago and it is just too good to not share. Enjoy 🙂

Sometimes I am pretty lazy when Tim gets up and starts roaming around the house. I just try to listen to what he is getting into. One night I was laying in bed while he was in the bathroom and I hear him drop something small and plastic onto the sink. I quickly realize he is trying to put in his contacts. I guess he was just slipping into his morning routine… only at 1 AM (side note: I wonder if he is sleepwalking some mornings when he gets up and that’s why he gets so irritable with me). I knew this would never be good, so I rush in there and tell him to put down his contact case and come back to bed. He gets ticked off at me (which he normally does while sleepwalking and I prevent him from doing something he is trying to do) but does as I ask.

I get back to bed before him. When I see him coming back into the bedroom he has my glasses on. Now this is hilarious to me for two reasons: 1) he has glasses on that are noticeably feminine; 2) he is blind as a bat and what I see is barely fuzzy. There is no way my glasses are doing anything for him. So I asked him, “Why do you have my glasses on?” He said he couldn’t find his own and mine were right there. This is very suspicious to me since I know that I left mine on my bedside table. Since the bathroom is on his side of the bed that meant he got up, came to my side of the bed to get my glasses, and then walked back to the bathroom. There is no logic to this to me. So I asked him if they were actually doing anything for him (oh yeah, I can have a full conversation with him in his sleep… no one would really know he was sleepwalking but me b/c he looks totally awake). At that point, he gets mad takes them off and comes back to bed. Aaand now he is done talking with me.

I used to lay there confused staring at him, but now I usually just have a laugh and go back to sleep. It is always followed by us waking up in the morning and me asking, “Do you remember anything from last night?” That is just never a good question to be asked. Do you see what I am dealing with here? I swear, when we have kids, between them and Tim I will never get to sleep.

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