Monday, July 26, 2010

Nightmare on My Street

I have nightmares...a lot. Usually about creepy monsters and/or zombies. Probably from all of the books I read and video games I play. Well, pretty much every night, I wake up to my boyfriend holding me, petting my head and telling me to calm down. Then I'll tell him about my nightmare and go back to sleep. He is very patient with this, so for that I have to say Thanks Boyfriend!

Last night, though, was a little different. I awoke once again in his arms and he was being all sweet and patient and telling me to go back to sleep. But in my half awake/half asleep state, I punched him. Then I told him to get the hell away from me. When he said "Ow!" I became fully awake and I stared at him while he held his stomach where I had made contact.

Boyfriend: "W.T.F. was that for?"

Me: " You kissed a girl right in front of me. And you thought it was okay because she was a (in a hushed whispered voice) lesbian."

Then we stared at each other while he tried to make sense of it all. Then he figured it out.

Boyfriend: "Oh. My. Gosh. You hit me because of a dream? Go back to sleep before I call the cops on you for domestic abuse."

Me: "Kissing lesbians is cheating, too, ya know."

Boyfriend: "Goodnight."

When I woke up this morning, I was still mad at him.

1 comment:

irishgrudge said...

I had a dream that my husband cheated on me with my best friend. When I woke up I was PISSED. I kept giving him the stink eye from across the room. He thought I was being an asshole for no reason because, duh, obviously it was a dream and he DIDN'T cheat on me. I knew he was right, but logic meant nothing to me. I was angry and hurt, whether or not it actually happened.