Sleeping?

Summer has arrived. Our spring which was gorgeous is now over.

Now going outdoors will be the death of me. I am not a fan of heat and humidity and I moved south. That's funny, isn't it? 

The other evening Rick went to bed and as is the case since these meds I was wide awake.   It was raining like crazy and it was sideways. I wanted to get the cushions off the porch sofa because last time I did not do that I sat on some wet cushions. 

I opened the front door as quietly as I could to not wake Rick. But first, he got an alert on his phone. It was an awful sound, a piercing pitch that told him a Severe Thunderstorm was coming to our area. He comes out of the bedroom as I am coming into the house with some cushions and pillows. 

He is yelling that there is a tornado get inside, duck down as he is trying to shut the door as my body is not fully inside yet.  

Now I began to laugh. 

He is standing in his birthday suit not fully awake and making no sense. 

He said, "Can't you hear the train, what is wrong with you get inside!"  

I was laughing but I shut the door to calm him down.

I calmly grabbed his hand and said, "Okay let's go back to bed and get away from this stuff."   I've seen this look before. I knew he was not awake.

He and I walked down the hall.  He went to bed instantly. 

I went back outside and finished. There was no tornado. I was watching the weather on TV because they had interrupted normal programming with all this rain information. They said a severe thunderstorm was coming, I got up and got the cushions.  But that shrieking notification he received on his phone next to his side of the bed got him awake and startled. 

The next morning I said, "No tornado touched down Rick"  He said, "what?"

He had no recollection of this whole event where he was screaming at me to come inside to be safe from the tornado.  I told him what he was saying and doing and we both had a good laugh.  Thank goodness no tornado but just a lot of rain.

He's never done that before. My first husband did sleepwalk so I could never ever go into a deep sleep. Rick behaved the same way but it was the shrieking notification that started it. The other guy really did just sleepwalk all the damn time.

One time 'the other guy' got up, lifted the cushion of a green chair we had and began to pee. As I got up to follow him I see this and tried to stop it but too late. Then he goes back to bed as I clean up the pee off our chair. Lovely. The green was the same color as our toilet. It was the 70s and we had an avocado toilet and the chair was similar in color. The next morning when he got up he saw the cushion on its side with a huge wet spot where I had cleaned it and was letting it dry. As well as the chair. He asked what the hell that was. I explained. He was mortified.

Once I heard him get up it woke me because I heard his keys rattle. OH NO. I ran down the hall. He was grabbing the car keys from the hook by the door. He then put on his NYY baseball cap also on the hook, all while only wearing his underwear. He grabbed the door handle to leave. I stopped him and said, "I want to go with you." Then when we got outside by the car I asked if I could drive.  We sat in front of our home in our underwear with the car running in the wee hours of the morning. (no time to run for clothing, he moved quickly) 

Then I turned off the car and said, "We better get inside or we're never getting up for work tomorrow"  

And into the house he goes never waking up. I was now fully awake.  

That happened a lot. I became a very light sleeper with this guy. 

I then began to hide the keys at night so if I didn't hear him he couldn't drive in that state.  Or he'd make food. That was scary with the gas stove. Many a night he thought there was food in the pan but there was no food. He was stirring a hot pan of nothing that could burn up the house. Oh yeah, fun times. 

So when Rick did all of this, this past week it all came back to me. 

Since he's never done it before I hope he never does it again. 

There was no tornado, Toto, a cowardly lion, or a yellow brick road. 

Just a little rain thankfully.