I’m a night owl and my preference is to stay up til at least midnight and finally go to bed when I can’t hold my eyes open any more but Vince is usually in bed by 10. I’ve been trying to go to bed when he goes to bed but I toss and turn and think of a million things to tell him. Sometimes I wait and sometimes, I wake him up and tell him, though I know he doesn’t listen or remember what I’m saying.
Last night he was already asleep and after I had awakened him several times, he took his CPAP off and said “Have you ever looked up pain in the a** in the dictionary? I’m sure it has your picture!” He was laughing but he was about tired of me waking him up.
Here’s how it went . .
We got in bed. I kept talking and talking . . which happens every night. Then, my back started itching so I asked him to scratch my back. He swore he was asleep and I woke him up but I don’t think he was. But he said I woke him up so we’ll count that as the first time I woke him up.
When Vince was re-arranging stuff around the computer yesterday, he stacked a bunch of things on top of the tall chest in the bedroom. We were both still reading and I looked at all that stuff stacked up and I said “That looks like an avalanche waiting to happen.” He assured me it was fine. About the time he got to sleep and I was getting close, all that stuff slid off. I’m not sure what I did but it scared me and I woke him up. Second time I woke him up but totally not my fault.
While he had been working in the bedroom yesterday, the smoke alarm went off. It wasn’t the chirp that it makes when it needs new batteries but it wasn’t the wailing it does when I’ve burned something on the stove. He wasn’t producing smoke so he took it down and was going to change the batteries but then it stopped so he put it back up and it seemed fine. As I was trying to be quiet and be still, and scratch my own back, I thought about the smoke alarm. Maybe something’s wrong with it. I decided to go take the other one down that’s in the hall and bring it in the bedroom but I couldn’t reach it even standing in a chair. I debated whether I should wake him up and ask him to stand on the chair, knowing waking him up a third time would probably not be a grand idea, I remembered we had a new smoke alarm that I bought to take to MO so I got it out, opened it, put the battery in it and brought it in the bedroom. All that woke him up. Third time.
Then I got back in bed and was almost asleep and there were papers in the printer and the fan was causing them to make noise so I had to get up, get those papers out of the printer, put them under something so they’d stop making noise. Fourth time I woke him up. By now, it was after 2 a.m.
This morning he was telling me that he saw on TV yesterday . . coincidentally, that some huge percentage of married people don’t sleep together. I said “Are you trying to tell me something?” No . . just saying! 🙂
He did say earlier that he felt like he needed a nap. I think that’s quite understandable.