So last night I woke up in the middle of the night and started to role over onto my side and go back to sleep. All of a sudden, I’m being attacked. Candice had just had a dream or something in her mind that the bed was breaking. It most certainly was not, but I was about to. She was sure convinced that it was and that she was going to rescue me from falling off the bed by hitting, grabbing, and pinching me. I quickly realized that this insane attack from my wife was not going to end unless I convinced her that everything was OK and that I was fine. I began shouting, “I’m fine, Candice. Nothing is happening. You can let go of me now. I’m fine!” And just like that she realized that I was. And without so much as an apology she rolled over and went back to sleep, leaving me bruised and beaten and full of terror! There’s nothing like the tender love of your darling wife at 4 in the morning . . . I guess you might say that she had her revenge from the exercise comment I made about her from the previous blog post.
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You probably couldn't go back to sleep after that. That is a good revenge. I bet she would have enjoyed it more if she remembered it. It sounds like it was all a dream to her.
Hahahaha! That's hilarious. Where on earth did you find that broken bed photo? Well, at least she was trying to save you instead of kill you. You might want to consider sleeping in football pads for a while until she calms down. ;)
lol. Dreams are such crazy things... especially when people act them out.
Scott sure knows how to make a story sound good, even if it means distorting the truth completely!
First off, Scott used to try to save me from "falling off the bed" at least once a week when we lived in Bothell. He would wake up to me getting up to take care of Lily and think I was falling. He would wrap his arm around my waist so tightly that I would literally have to fight him off of me.
Second, when Scott rolled over in bed, my mind interpretted the as the bed breaking. I was trying to rescue him.
Third, he didn't even remember the incident the next morning until I brought it up and apologized for it.
Hey, you don't have to feel bad. Every single night I shout "DON'T!" or "STOP!" or "NO!" each time my husband so much as twitches. And if he has to fight me for the covers, apparently I cry. Not only that, but I wake him up constantly by talking in my sleep. Casey claims that once I woke him up just to tell him that if he was having a nightmare, he could come into my dream instead and help me find the bunnies. I have no recollection of any of this, but if you ask my husband, I'm sure he'll keep you entertained for hours...
I enjoy reading your posts and especially hearing your different perceptions. It's really funny :-)
I am sure I would have freaked out if Dennis would start hitting me in the middle of the night - no matter what his intentions are :-)
I've been known to scream bloody murder when Brent would come to bed when he started working nights at UPS. Sometimes I would wake up and think, "who in the heck is screaming?" then realize it was me and stop. Most of the time I wouldn't wake up though and Brent would just calm me down and tell me to go to sleep.
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