Yay for post 50!
So the last couple of days Nathan and I have experienced some comical moments. They all stem from the fact that we have opposite schedules. Of course, this effects our sleep patterns in an irritating, but sometimes funny, way.
Apparently on Monday night/early Tuesday morning Nathan came in and woke me up. He asked me some stupid question that I can't recall and I got really angry. According to him, I was talking in my sleep about ends of potatoes. He thought I was really talking to him and he responded with, "Huh? What are you talking about?" then I got pissed and told him to shut up. He claims the next day he was looking all over the refrigerator trying to find a potato dish that he thought I made for him.
Another one.....this morning Nathan heard the front door open and close. He says he jumped out of bed and locked the bedroom door. He thought someone was breaking in so he quickly tried to get a golf club out of our closet. Then he heard a car start and he looked down at the bed to see if I had been woken up by any of the noise. Surprise, surprise, I wasn't there. I had just closed the front door and got in my car to go to work.