Well, last night was different. Last night I had a vivid dream that I was catching up with an old friend who now lives in London and she told me something about my husband that really pissed me off. I can't recount all of the sordid details because, honestly, some of you might be embarrassed reading it so let's just say, he didn't behave himself.
So after I have this dream, I am then cursed with pregnancy insomnia so I then lay there for the next couple hours silently hating him. As he lay there next to me, sleeping peacefully, and breathing deeply, I am shooting daggers out my eyeballs in his direction and breathing anger like fire out of my nose. Like any mature mother of two, I am fantasizing about pushing him off the bed and ripping the pillow out from under his peaceful, sleeping face.
Now the sun has risen, my sweet Eva is up and at it, my latte is warming my pregnant belly and... I'M STILL PISSED. It's so unfair, obviously, since he didn't do anything wrong and it was all just a figment of my imagination but I can't help it. He was a jerk (in my dream) and I am not over it.
We all do it... Umm, you do it too, right?! Tell me, I'm not the only one who hates my husband because of his bad behavior in my dreams? When was the last time you irrationally hated your husband in the early hours of the day for the crimes he committed during your slumber?
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