Good morning! I haven’t walked since Friday! I was going to go this morning, but I just lay on the couch pouting instead. My husband tried to kill me last night ….
So, I snored. So what, you have no idea what I’ve put up with over the years with his tree sawing! I’m sleeping happily, until 3:24 a.m. he grabs my head with both hands and shakes my head violently. Woke me up, and boy was I mad! I punched him hard on the arm (understand, #1 rule in our marriage is NO HITTING EVER), rolled back over and said, “Don’t EVER do that again!”. Then I decided I was really mad so I grabbed my pillow, yanked the covers back (and left them yanked back, I always smooth the covers back when I get up and he’s still in bed), and marched off to the couch. Where I was afraid to fall asleep and snore again but lay there until 7:00 a.m. anyway.
I was so mad – he could have snapped my neck dadgummit! - I did not make his breakfast. So he comes in here, bangs stuff around in the kitchen making his coffee, fake-coughing and looking at me til I finally looked up at him and said “WHAT!”
Turns out it was a dream. He touched my head, that’s all. With one hand. Just to make me quiet. Like he always does. Funny thing, what your mind can do to you in a sleep state.
And that is why I did not walk this morning.