For those 3.5 of you who read my blog on a regular basis know that I am a crazy night time talker.
I have been known to carry on crazy conversations without remembering a darn thing. To this I say: just be glad that I am a mere music teacher instead of some CIA operative because to get all my secrets one would not need any truth serum or torture devices, just sing me a lullaby and put me to sleep and I'd sing like a canary...to be quite truthful...just a car ride anywhere would also do the trick.
However, last night I took my night time craziness to another level. I acutally moved furniture.
I went to bed at a reasonable time. I did not have any alcohol. I did not have spicy food. I did not watch scary movie. I did not pass GO did not collect $200. Nothing out of the ordinary. However, about 12:30 am a big huge crash wakes me up. I sit up to see my nightstand completely pulled out from the wall and all of my books, candles, glasses, phone, water bottle and alarm clock on the floor.
As if that wasn't crazy enough my first thought was "Oh mygosh someone came into my room and moved my nightstand".
Now, obviously I was the one who moved my nightstand, but that NEVER entered my mind.
Needless to say the next morning I was very upset about what I will now refer to as "The Nightstand Incident". I moved the nightstand back to its original place and realized that the nightstand is pretty heavy. It took quite a bit of effort to actually move it back into place. To think that I actually moved it in the middle of the night without waking up is still utterly riduculous.
Rich remembers waking up to the crash, but really didn't think too much about it. He saw that I was upset about this event and tried to convince me that maybe the dog did it.
Oh yeah...Not only did Maggie decide that she needed to rearrange the furniture, but she chose to do it in the middle of the night. Not to mention her lack of opposable thumbs.
Thanks honey for trying to make me feel better, but I might be deemed crazier if I believed that the dog actually moved the furniture instead of me.
I just cannot believe that in my sleep I actually moved a heavy piece of furniture. So whats next...
...wait don't answer that.
- A Ro