I married a sleep talker. Normally it’s not disruptive – just a little bit humorous. However last night, things were taken to an entirely new level. It was 2:14 am when I was awakened from my sleep to the sounds of yelling. Alarmed, I pinched myself to see if it was real life or if I was dreaming. I felt the pinch so I decided to stand up. You know, just to double check.
Oh yes, the yelling was coming from my sound-asleep husband. I listened a little more carefully only to discover him repeating (VERY loudly) the following phrase:
“No, Ru. That’s my spot. No, Ru. That’s my spot.”
Umm…hello Sheldon Cooper!! Clearly we’ve been watching too much Big Bang Theory before bed!
I rolled him over which made the yelling stop (yay!) and got up for a drink of water. I returned to bed only to realize that he decided to claim my pillow as “his spot” as well! Haha – oh the joys of being married to a sleep talker…or sleep yeller!
Sadly the next morning (after convincing Than that this really did happen!) he couldn’t recall what he was dreaming about. Lesson learned – no more Big Bang Theory before bed!