Although this post has nothing to do with travel, journeys, or adventures, it has been making me laugh since 2 a.m, so here ya go.
Adam dreamed last night that I was cheating on him. Simultaneously, I was dreaming that I had inadvertently shoved Addie (2 months old now) out of bed, past Adam who just let her roll onto the floor where she was now in pain and receiving no help from either of her parents.
Insert forces of nature here: We both wake up at the exact same time from these dreams in varying states of panic. Mine was more frantic, his was more umm...angry.
Him: WERE YOU DANCING WITH OTHER GUYS THE OTHER NIGHT WHEN YOU WENT OUT??
Me: WHERE IS ADDIE??!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Him: WERE YOU??!!
Me: Oh thank God. There she is. Right where I left her.
Him: I am REALLY pissed at you right now.
Me: Well I thought Addie fell out of bed and you didn't care!
Him:
Me: And when did I go out and where DID I GO?
Him:
Me:
And that is how that those two issues got resolved. The state of emotional chaos lasted approximately two minutes and we were both back fast asleep, safe in the knowledge that both our daughter and our marriage are nicely intact.
