Sometimes the hubs talks in his sleep about things that take place during the day. When that happens I kind of know what he’s talking about because it had been on his awake-mind; however, his asleep-mind is apparently a little fuzzy on the details.
For example, a little bit ago he started playing a new computer game. That night I woke up because the bed was shaking. I groggily looked over to see the hubs stretching out as far as he could from the bed, clinging to it with one hand, the other hand waving wildly, reaching toward the bedroom door.
Me (still mostly asleep): What’s wrong?
Hubs (waving wildly toward the shut door): I have to shut the door.
Me: The door’s shut…
Hubs (stretching out so far I thought he might fall out of bed): No, you’re wrong… sooooooo, you’ll lose.
Me (grabbing his arm so he doesn’t fall out of bed): Ok, just go back to bed.
Hubs (looking quite upset): Now I lost the game! YOU made me lose the game!
Hubs: The Facebook game! Now I lost. I’ll NEVER win now!!!
Then he laid down quietly. It’s good to know that even in his sleep he’s incredibly competitive, so if there’s ever a sleep talking competition, he’s sure to win.
Another example of real life bleeding over into his nocturnal ramblings was when I went on a Harry Potter kick and got all of the movies from the library in rapid succession. On the last night of our movie marathon I woke up with the hubs shaking me yelling, “We have to get away from Lord Voldemort! He’s coming!”
It is slightly disconcerting that the hubs’ asleep-brain categorizes a fictional wizard as reality, but I think that’s missing the point: the hubs would protect me from the most powerful evil wizard ever. How many wives have a husband who saves them from the Dark Lord in the middle of the night? I am a very lucky woman.