My husband is a deep sleeper. He would sleep through his alarm every day if I didn’t wake him up for work. His mother can relate to me on this point.
The morning routine is that I get up around 5:30 a.m., then at about 6 I wake him to say that he has ten minutes left, then I make him get out of bed before I leave. The fun part is that frequently he talks in his sleep when I first wake him. It’s so entertaining that I started keeping a record of what he says. Here is a sampling from the past couple of months.
What are you going to do with that chili sauce?
My mom’s the one that’s been waking me up and she’ll get me up in a few minutes.
Him: Open it.
Me: Open what?
Him: Pointing at Meredith. There’s a present in her mouth.
Him: Embryos…I have a few more minutes.
Me: Did you say embryos?
Me: What kind of embryos?
Him: Fertility reproduction…I have a few more minutes!!
Me: Wake up, love.
Him: I found it.
Me: What did you find?
Him: The police scanner.
Me: What about it?
Him: It was getting signals from the police station.
Me: What kind of signals?
Him: unintelligible mumbling
Him: Did you read my magazine?
Me: What magazine?
Him: The one I’m on the cover of.
Me: What are you on the cover for?
Him: Sweet potatoes.
This in the midst of a previously coherent conversation after I thought he was awake.
Him: I know that you were praying for him to stay alive…
D: But the Pope only has 40 days to live.
Yes, he fell asleep in the MIDDLE of a conversation. Boy is talented.