Snoring isn't the only thing Adam does while sleeping. Sometimes he yells out really loud strings of gibberish, which is slightly unnerving. I think this has to do with the kind of dreams he has. They are always like adventure movies where he has to land a plane in a emergency or take down a serial killer using nothing but a toothpick. He is also always dreaming that I die in gruesome, slow, and painful ways. WHAT DOES THAT MEAN? I really want to know what Freud would say about that. The worse thing he does though has to be how he can sleep with his eyes half open. Talk about creepy. You know I must love him, because after a year of this I haven’t made him go sleep on the Murphy bed in the living room. Yet.
I guess it wouldn't be fair if I didn't tell you that I'm not a peach to sleep next to either. I routinely take up the whole bed while sleeping. On our wedding night before we went to sleep, Adam asked me if I was comfortable and did I have enough room on my side of the bed? I thought my guy is so sweet, so thoughtful, and I'm so glad I marred him. Basking in the glow of his kindness I said,” Yes I do!" He replied, "Good for you! Because your ass is threatening to push me out bed. Back that caboose up"
Sometimes his mask slips off a little bit, and the oxygen seeps out. When this happens it makes a honking noise. This can't come close to being as annoying as his snoring, but its still not a fun thing to wake up too. This happened the other morning, so I pushed him awake so he could fix it. He looked at me like I had just kicked the dog and said," I had three minutes until the alarm clock went off!" As if those 180 seconds would have made any difference. If he had three more minutes of sleep maybe he would now know the meaning of life. If he had three more minutes of sleep maybe he could have found the cure for cancer. If he had gotten those three minutes of sleep he could have gotten republicans & democrats to come together in mutual love and respect and have a tea party. If I had let him sleep those three minutes I wouldn't have had anything to tease him about these last few days. And that would be a shame.
Apparently what I should have done was try to fix the mask myself. But yeah do you want to wake up to someone shoving something over your mouth & nose? That is not a formula for a peaceful morning.
365 days ago (give or take):
I just don't know where to start, or what exactly I'm supposed to be doing. I like plans, facts, and figures. I'm not good with the unknown. The unknown scares me. And maybe it helps just to say it out loud. I'm just a girl, who just turned 22, who is shaking in her boots.
The anxiety I felt right after I moved to California and had to face finally being a grown up!