sleeptalking

This morning, my dear hubby woke me up at my usual unheard of wakeup time.  In my half asleep state, I said to him, "Can't you see I'm covered in oil? Why aren't you helping me??"

Apparently I talk in my sleep. And this isn't the first time.

In fact, almost every other night, I ask my hubby for a sweatshirt or pair of socks and when asked what kind of sweatshirt I'd like or which pair of socks, I specify. And yet, I never remember any of this.

I have also once sat up in bed shouting profanities and another time stuck my arm out, smiled, and air petted my dog saying "awww max".

Hey, gotta keep life exciting.