Sleep Disturbance

You know when you first wake up from a deep sleep and you’re kind of groggy and not yet fully conscious? Well, Full Speed used this to his advantage. He comes waltzing in our bedroom at around two in the morning and directs me to move over. I comply. I do so because I am tired and completely out of it and he is so sure of himself and his direction, I assume he must know what he is talking about. We proceed to doze for the next forty-five minutes or so. Full Speed taps me on the shoulder and insists that he needs to be placed in between me and Mad Dog. Now, I’m fully awake and a dawn of understanding creeps over me. Why on earth is Full Speed in my bed? Why is he telling me where he can and can’t sleep in relation to me and Mad Dog?

It seems he sensed an opening and took it. He would have gotten away with it until he upped the ante and wanted to be in between Mad Dog and myself. He should have quit while he was ahead.

Mad Dog and I still don’t understand why he came in our room anyway. Was he scared? Was he lonely? Who knows why. Next time I hope I snap to my senses a mite bit sooner. Even in the dark of night, I swear my kids are out to get me.