An Unexpected Upside of Sleeping With Someone

We have been having some strange weather in Virginia. This basically puts us in the “normal” weather category as the rest of the country does battle with the elements, as well.

First, there was the Big Snow Storm the week before Christmas. It rarely snows where I live in Virginia, so we were paralyzed with 27 inches of the white stuff for days. (We still have a little patch of snow on our front lawn.)

Then, there was last night. It rained so hard I honestly was worried about the birds. I mean, where do they go when the heavens unleash a fire hose? I’m surprised our windows are still intact, and part of me wondered if my car’s windshield was going to be caved in this morning.

I, of course, posed some of these questions to Husband in the middle of the night. I was awake anyway. (Who can sleep through a gale force?) I asked: What’s going on? Should we be worried? Husband, who consulted the Weather Channel earlier in the evening, remained nonplussed. Apparently, knowing that the weather is coming is calming. I continued to worry about the birds.

Regularly I consult Husband on such nightly matters. What was that? is a common question when I hear something. As someone who cannot, under any circumstance, watch movies about home invasion or other such violence, I immediately think someone is breaking in. Husband replies the same each night. It’s just the house. Our townhouse is still “settling.”

But, it’s nice to have someone to ask when your thoughts are running amuck in the dark. I distinctly remember living in Northern Virginia during my single days. I lived very close to Washington, DC, and was constantly convinced that someone was breaking in when I heard a noise in the dark. Of course, 99 percent of the time this was my mind playing tricks on me. (The fact someone did try to kick in my door one afternoon while I was home did not add to my comfort level. I moved from NoVa about five months later.)

So, while I have complained about having to share my sleeping space with someone, I must add something to the “pro” category. Having someone to ask What was that? when the house settles is kinda nice. Even when they can’t do anything about windows blowing in from torrential storms, it is good to know I won’t be alone when it happens.

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