Anyone who knows me would know that I occasionally sleepwalk and sleep talk. Definitely not as funny as the Sleep Talking Man (is he for real or is it just a clever marketing idea?), but apparently I have been quite entertaining especially when I saw glow in the dark spiders on my wall, or the time I was waiting for the Queen because she was coming over to buy our Mazda MPV!
I find that the sleepwalking and talking increases when I’m stressed out. Bill can easily tell if I’m worrying abut something because he wakes up to me staring at him, telling him that I know about the plan for him and our friends to knock me off….or when I had to go buy a tube of acne cream for the cat because she was in pain…or to me sitting up in bed looking for the safety pins that I’d dropped (that episode involved all the bed sheets being pulled off and me trying to push Bill off the bed!)
Most of the time I don’t remember doing or saying any of these things but there have been times where I’ve woken up in the middle of an “episode” and thinking why the hell am I saying/doing this?!
It’s okay – the nice men in the white coats are coming soon! LOL
