I worry about me sometimes.
I’ve spent several days debating whether or not to even write about this. I mean, it’s fairly embarrassing, a bit scandalous and certainly strange. But I’m going to share this little secret because I really want to know if anyone else has been through this at any time or if I'm the freak show that I’m beginning to think I am.
It all started a few weeks ago. At first I blamed it on the heat. Then I thought it was a side effect of stress at work. Now I’m to the point of thinking that I am totally nuts. I’ll let you guys be the judge.
It’s my dreams. But not just the dreams alone, it’s the activity that goes along with the dreams.
Case 1: A few weeks ago, when it was unbearably hot here in Denver and not even the A/C was of much help, I had a dream about laundry. In my dream, I was stripping my bed to wash the sheets. I couldn’t get the pillowcases off of the pillows and was getting frustrated. When I woke up in the morning, I could tell that my sleep had been restless, at best. As I got up to take a shower, I threw the sheet off of my body only to realize that the sheet didn’t move. What did I throw? The pillowcases. A corner of the fitted sheet had also been pulled up. Evidently, I really started stripping the bed.
Case 2: Last week I woke up and the things that were on the floor had all been pushed towards the walls. Shoes, gym bag, laundry basket, and magazines were all neatly moved up against the walls. Later that day, I remembered that I had a dream that Barley was trying to get to my bedroom door and that he didn’t want to walk around the things so I was moving them for him. Evidently, I’m now getting out of bed in my sleep and moving things around.
Case 3: DISCLAIMER: This next case is not meant for those with high moral standards or heart conditions. Do not read further if you offend easily or have a pacemaker. I can’t believe I’m about to write this but Karen and Amber really enjoyed this one so I figured I’d share…
I’ve said it before but I really am a nice girl. That being said, I recently had a not-so-nice-girl dream. Yep, it was one of those dreams. The kind of dream that makes you blush when you remember it later. Why sugar-coat it? It was raunchy. In the dream, a faceless guy was rocking my world. When I woke up, my down comforter was tossed on the floor. The sheet was untucked and barely clinging to the side of the bed. I looked down and realized I was in a state of undress. My tank top was lying on the pillow next to me and the pajama pants were hanging off the side of the dresser. And the most embarrassing part – my underwear were wrapped around my left ankle. Like I’d tried to take them off but just gave up when I couldn’t get them past my left foot.
At first, I was scared. Who the hell did this to me?!?!
When I realized I was the only suspect, I worried. What the hell is wrong with me?
And finally, I just laughed. I’ve never been so happy to be sleeping alone!
Evidently, I'm a thrashing minx too.
I’m begging you guys, please tell me someone else has experienced this before. I’ve always had vivid dreams, but they’ve never been interactive.
I really do worry about me sometimes.
7 comments:
If I were there right now you know I would be singing "I wanna get dirty!"
I canNOT stop laughing about the underwear. That is funny shit. Almost as funny as it was the first time, even though since I'm at work, there's no loud hysteria and wine out your nose and also, I'm totally sober. Unfortunately.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Underwear.
HAHAHAHAHAHA! KENDRA! I'm laughing out loud. I practically just fell off my chair! This is CLASSIC! Do not worry, do not be embarrassed...are you kidding, I need action like that in MY dreams! Girl, what are you eating that's giving you nihttime sweats like that?! And can I have some, too?? Classic. Okay...if these interactive dreams keep happening, you have to keep us informed. Promise?!
My dog is looking at me like "why is mommy hysterically laughing at that little machine?"
Don't worry. Somnambulism in adults is usually a sign of fatigue. I suggest you go on a vacay to San Francisco.
Too funny! Hey at least the dream was enjoyable!
That is absolutely f'n hysterical! I dont know what the hell you can do about it, but sleepovers are out of the question for a minute, wouldnt ya say? There would be nothing worse than being the guy that sleeps over hoping you have dream number three, then wake up in the middle of the night while your right in the middle of ninja dream. It could be a little dangerous. I have fight dreams alot and punched my exfionce in the face once while I was sleeping. Did i mention whe was my EX fiance?
I think these dreams are fascinating, but I worry for your safety a little bit...because you are obviously sleep-walking in the most classic of senses. I am reminded of old "Popeye" cartoons where Olive Oyl walks out her window onto a steel beam being lifted to a construction site, through traffic, across train tracks....and emerges without a hair on her head damaged in the least way. Of course, had her UNDERWEAR been around her ankle, she would have tripped and fallen to a terrible death. This is just marvelous!
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