The hubs has a bad habit of talking his sleep. Sometimes you'd think he was wide awake only to find out the next morning, he has no clue saying anything from the night before. I really wish we had a camera to capture this on film, but I think I'll just start documenting it in this blog for the readers enjoyment.
Last night:
I was dead asleep when the hubs jumps out of bed and falls to the floor to do, wait for it... push-ups. I yelled for him to wake up and when he got back in bed, he said he was dreaming that he was in basic training for the military.
Ah, the joys of marrying a sleep-talker. More stories to share on this topic soon!
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