You know how sometimes you can feel when someone’s staring at you? This happened to me during this week. I was sleeping, minding my own dreams, when I woke up to the feeling that someone was staring at me. I rolled over to see my hubs sitting up in bed staring at me intently.
Me: Are you ok?
Hubs: Yes. Are YOU ok?
Me: Yes. What’s going on?
Hubs: I just don’t think we’re in the right spot.
Hubs: The spot. It’s just not… quite… the spot… It’s not… spot’s not right.
Me: Umm, ok…
Hubs (reaches over and pats me reassuringly on the shoulder): There, there. It’s ok.
I don’t know what he thought was wrong with where he was, but I hope he got to the “right spot” eventually. And I hope that that spot was conveniently marked with a large red “X.”