The nightly adventures of James
The other night James and I said ‘to hell with our 9pm tea curfew!’ We were both feeling thirsty and peckish at 10pm so we decided to have tea and toast (this is the extent of our devilishness these days). Well, I was quickly reminded of why we set that curfew! At 1.30am, I awoke in a state of horror to what felt like some kind of earthquake. I soon figured out that only the bed was shaking, and not the rest of the house, and that my husband was lying face down on the bed, slamming his legs up and down like some kind of weird sea lion/human hybrid, shouting ‘don’t worry, I think we’ve got them now!’ Once I realised what was going on (not that I understood it) – and after I listened to this madness and laughed to myself for a while – I checked the clock, got annoyed at the ungodly hour and tried to wake James up. He continued to slam his legs around even though he assured me he was fully awake. Eventually he stopped, my heart rate went back to normal and I actually managed to get back to sleep.
Last night, we did not break our tea curfew but we did each have a glass of wine. Then at some unknown time in the middle of the night, James felt it necessary to get up and carefully take one of our pictures off the wall and put it on the floor. He put it back on the wall this morning, explaining that at the time there was a very important reason he had to take it down but he couldn’t remember what it was! That’s the most annoying thing about these crazy night adventures; he can never remember what any of them were about!!
Apart from the fun of interrupted sleep, I have been trying to get on with decorating my living room. I’m doing pretty well I think. I have no idea if I will get it finished in time for my visitors next week – I still have the ‘feature wall’ to line and paper – but I’m going to try!
My current ‘decorating tune’ is Kaiser Chiefs’ ‘Never Miss a Beat’. I don’t normally like them but I love this song. The lyrics are funny: ‘What do you want for tea? I want crisps!’
2 Responses to “The nightly adventures of James”
By Jane on Oct 15, 2008
see, it’s not so much the waking up in the middle of the night part that makes me put a hold on tea in the evenings, but the waking up at 3am to pee. UGH.
By Loth on Oct 16, 2008
Oh I do love a bit of night-time drama. My husband once shook me awake to tell me, very earnestly, that “The hole in the floorboards isn’t big enough for the sweet and sour sauce.” He was fast asleep but got very cross with me when I wouldn’t take this seriously. In the morning he couldn’t remember why this was so crucial only that it made sense at the time.