The Un-Sleep Zone
ByThere is a curious zone between trying to fall asleep (i.e. awake) and actually being asleep. I don’t know what this timeframe is called. But, it’s there. And, it plays with your mind.
During this “Un-Sleep Zone” Husband starts to make noises – puffing, loud breathing, snoring, whatever. When I poke him, he answers with “what?” Like he has no idea what I’m talking about. I say “you’re snoring.” He disputes this fact because he swears, on his mother’s life, he hadn’t fallen asleep yet. And, to his ears there wasn’t any sound at all.
The Un-Sleep Zone is an equal opportunity player, too. Last night, Husband started jabbing me.
Not even waiting for the “what?” question, he announces, you’re making noise.
I can’t possibly be, I state, I haven’t fallen asleep yet.
(I can even tell you what I was thinking at the moment of being poked. And, I know the difference between thinking and dreaming. For one, Antonio Banderas always does what I tell him do when I’m thinking. When I’m dreaming, he has a mind of his own.)
Now, we both rush to get to this zone before the other because it’s really, really hard to fall asleep when the other has started his or her nightly symphony.
