Sharing a bed with someone every night means your sleep environment is never fully under your control. For example, you can be lying there very still and feel your body literally take flight from the matress, because your spouse, who has nearly two times your body mass, decided to turn around in bed. The first few times this happened to me, I woke up a bit confused, trying to assess what was going on, but went back to sleep easily. In time, I got used to it to the point it doesn’t wake me at all. It’s what usually happens as time goes by. You get used to variations in your environment and adapt accordingly.
Nothing could prepare me, though, for what happened just the other night, nor for the next day’s explanation that was given. I had been having trouble falling asleep and I had been tossing and turning for a while, when my husband turned on the light, half rose in bed and gave me the most confused look of indignation, before turning again, turning off the light and going back to sleep. I tried to interact with him and asked what was wrong, but he was clearly half asleep and didn’t say a word. So I tried to get back to sleep myself and dismissed the whole thing as just another one of his sleeping quirks.
The next morning he told me what had happened from his point of view. In one of those strange overlaps between sleep and waking state, my tossing and turning had crept into his dream and he turned on the light to figure out …what kind of spell I was casting. Now, at this point in our marriage, I have but a few illusions. I know I married a consumate and proud-of-it geeky gamer. I know that RPG’s and Sword and Sorcery will always be a part of our lives. But to hear my husband tell me, even if half asleep, that he was trying to ascertain what spell I was casting gave the equivalent of a brain crash. For the next five minutes I could do nothing but laugh, while my mind tried to even make sense of the sentence.
I guess I should be glad that after ten years of marriage he can still throw me off like this. My life is still full of wonder and surprise and my husband is still responsible for most of it. All I can say is envy me, for I am truly happy.