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Show I1 Just Stuff by Jon I'm still doing it! I'm still up in in the night . . . sleepwalking! The other morning I woke up to find myself tucked in my bed, but my mattress was in the middle of the floor, half on and half off the box springs. Another morning I woke to find myself with no covers. During the night I had taken them off my bed and put them in the dirty clothes to be washed. Last night I dreamed that the National Guard was guarding our house, but it was the wives of the National Guard guys who were the guards. For some reason the watch was called off and all the guards were supposed to come in the house, but one stayed outside. I yelled out my window for her several times (I'm sure my sleeping neighbors were appreciative!) but she didn't come, so I went outside and looked for her. I was out in our front yard at 3 in the morning in my shorty pajamas looking for a "guard" who wasn't there. If someone had caught me I would really have been embarrassed. Despite my efforts of checking outside five times, I never did find her. These are just my most recent evening escapades. I've really done some dillies! One night I got up and took all tVio OritVioa rait Af mv closet and scattered them around my room. Another night I got 12 bottles of pop out of the pantry, opened them and poured them over ice. The next morning there were 12 glasses of flat coke sitting on the counter. One morning we found the milk in the oven, a plant in the fridge and the salt and pepper shakers in the bath tub ... the ony explanation was my sleep walking. I think I sometimes get blamed for things I'm not responsible for, but there is no way to prove my innocence, and there's a lot of circumstantial events pointing to me. I usually remember my nightly antics the night before, and no matter r how silly or stupid they seem when I'm awake, they seemed perfectly logical during the night. They go along with my dreams and I'm just doing what I normally would, at least that's what I think in the middle of the night. But it Isn't very normal to get out of bed and crawl under the kitchen table, take mother's good china from the cupboard, hide your blankets or go outside in next to nothing in the middle of the night. I've even been to the doctor about my problem ! and he gave me a sleeping pill to try. It curbs my sleeping walking, but I don't wake up until noon the next day, and that's with a "sleeping pill" hangover. It's frustrating because I'm still tired in the morning. Sometimes I can talk myself out of doing whatever it is I'm doing in my sleep, by convincing myself that I'm, just dreaming and that I'm not really supposed to be doing what I'm trying to do, but that doesn't always work. It's embarrassing to say "I sleep walk," and . the. correcj. name for it Js. somnambulatin& but no matter what you call it, It boils down to the same thing.. . . I'm up in the night! |