My poor husband.
I am not sure how he deals with me.
You see I am a sleep walker/yeller/talker/mover/poker. Yep, that is the actual name of my condition. Okay it is my self given name for my self diagnosed condition.
I have always been a sleep talker. My sister and I both are but for some reason as time has progressed I have gotten worse. At times I know it is because of stress and anxiety. Other times I know it is because of a late night coffee session with friends. And then there are those times that I have nothing to blame it on.
Just the other night I woke up to Luke laughing at me, and for good reason. I had just been yelling and pointing in my sleep, something like "On your head! ON YOUR HEAD! You need to listen!" I then had to explained to Luke that Monkey was messing around with her sunglasses in my dream. The sad thing I found out in the morning is that I yelled a few other times that night too about other things.
Or there was that time when, while sleeping, I reached over found Luke's right eye with my hand and then proceeded to poke him. Seriously.
Or how about the time that Luke woke up to me digging around under the bed. Yes, I was asleep and only vaguely remember it because I suddenly woke up and realized what I was doing and promptly got back into bed.
It is no wonder to me that I almost never feel rested after a night of sleep. I just don't sleep all that restfully. However, it is a wonder to me that my wonderful husband can manage to sleep next to me. And sometimes sleep through my strange sleep behavior.
At least I haven't tried to walk out of the house right?
Saturday, September 19, 2009
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LOL sorry I shouldn't laugh but I could just imagine his surprise. My BIL is a sleep walker and my sister often wakes up to him standing over her. Do you think stopping caffeine at lunch time would help?? Just wondering. Hey I redid my blog, come check it out and tell me what you think.
If you start walking out of the house in your sleep Luke is going to have to install one of those locks really high up on your front door like they do for kids.
I sometimes talk or sit up in my sleep but luckily it is not often.
The other night the dryer was running the middle of the night even though it had been hours since I started it on a timed dry. I told Nate it was a ghost, he said he thught I was doing laundry in my sleep. Very possible!
That is hilarious. I'm sorry, I know you aren't rested and it probably annoys you, but there's just something about sleep talking and walking that cracks me up like nothing else.
I hope you never leave the house though...that'd be really scary.
That is really scary! My hubs left the house when he was a kid i guess. creepy! He hasnt sleep walked since we've been together. i guess he grew out of it. So weird.
That could be quite scary, or a great alibi should you ever reach your limit and just need to run away to Mexico for a day or two...but honey, I was sleeping!
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