The other night I was tossing and turning due to being hot as all hell. I woke up many times sweating and it's not even summer. Welcome to the life of "living above the boilers" aka it's freaking hot all the time.
Derek is very sweet and asks me how I slept over google chat because he usually leaves before me in the morning. Usually I respond with "ok" but this time I laid down some truth. I was HOT. Yes capital HOT and thus did not sleep well.
Derek then said "well the bedroom window was open a crack".
This lead me to believe that I opened the window in my sleep. This is a completely rational thought considering that I am a sleepwalker and was thinking about opening the window.
me: so wait, did I open the window in my sleep?
Derek: no, I opened it before we went to bed - just a crack.
me: oh thank God because I thought I opened it in my sleep. You know you could have totally acted like I did open the window and I wouldn't have known.
Derek: yea but I only like to mess with you when it's really funny.
Thank you Derek. My sleepwalking is hilarious BTW and if it's not hilarious it's at least Paranormal Activity level frightening (still sorry Germana). You could have convinced me that I opened the window and I would have believed it. Hey, at least I no longer wander outside to check out dinosaur bones or set up a sleeping area on the floor for
ghosts imaginary people. Although if you want to see some sleepwalking parlor tricks just give me Dimetapp. I promise hilarious results.