Night Moves

Awakened by my bladder around 3:00 a.m., I rolled out of bed, trying not to step on our blue heeler who sleeps either stretched out head-to-toe between my husband and I or right next to my side on the floor, just where my feet are inclined to land. This happens nightly, so it’s routine.

This time, though, something was wrong, very wrong. I couldn’t open my right eye. I reached up to touch it, and I felt warm, soft, something on my eye. As I removed whatever this was, it dawned on me. It was a piece of the chocolate bark thins that I eat during the night in my sleep.

I washed my face and cleaned sticky strands of hair, and before I climbed back in bed I took the pillowcase off. Last time this kinda thing happened, it was part of a Hostess cupcake. Am I alone in this??

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Addendum: In the moment when I discover food in my hair or on my pillow in the wee hours, I swear I’m not going to tell anyone about it, but I personally find it so freaking funny, I can’t help myself!

Published by Sara

I'm middle-aged, mother of two adult sons, and a wife. I've been a teacher, counselor, medical transcriptionist, student teacher supervisor, substitute teacher and now I work in retail. File that under life takes many twists and turns one cannot predict!

One thought on “Night Moves

  1. NO! I use to date a gal that would get up and โ€œsleep eatโ€ it was not uncommon for her to wake up with gummy bears in her hair๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚

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