Last night, around 2:00 am, I was rudely awakened by a jolting noise. The noise emanated from my normally peaceful husband, and sounded like a cross between a dying hyena and a drunken pirate. Something like, “GBLARGH!” But honestly, it’s hard to remember because my brain was not fully functioning at that hour.
After jolting awake at the sound, I looked at Josh and said, “Honey, are you ok?”
He calmly stared at me, then swung his feet off the bed, went to the bathroom, came back to bed, and then promptly fell asleep.
I, however, was left laying there wondering what had prompted that sudden outburst. I don’t think I will ever know, because he had absolutely no recollection of the occurrence this morning. I do know that I will be keeping one eye open at night from now on, just in case I need to fight off any drunken pirates.