Last Night’s Invasion
My Version:
I awoke from a dead sleep around 2:45am, turned to my left and noticed a strange man standing next to my bed. I screamed,
“Who are you?” Then I began shoving and hitting him frantically. Finally I realized it was just my husband, calmed down and returned to sleep.
My Husband’s Version:
He came to bed very late. Upon climbing in bed, I bolted up and threw my arms out as if he were going to attack me. I said relatively quietly,
“Who are you?”
He said,
“It’s okay. Are you asleep?”
I said,
“Yes.” Then I rolled over and went back to sleep, no physical violence or screaming.
So to anyone planning to break in and rob me, please do it while I’m asleep. You can have whatever you want, and I’ll be reasonable. However, I will dream that I fought a great physical battle and still feel like I heroically and appropriately defended myself anyway. Win/win, right?
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