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June 6, 2007
Scenes from a Marriage
On sleep and Sex and the City.
Last night, while in the middle of a conversation with yours truly, my darling husband fell asleep.
I think it had more to do with how exhausting his day was than my conversational skills . . . or, at least, I hope so.
Part of me was incredibly jealous. I have a hard time falling asleep under the best of circumstances: the room needs to be dark and a perfect 75 degrees, my white noise machine has to be on, I need to have read for at least a few minutes before turning off my light, and even then I need to take prescription sleep medication.
So the idea of being able to fall asleep in a well-lit room while my spouse is in the middle of telling me about her day wrestling an almost-four-year old who has suddenly discovered the phrase, “I WANT!” . . . how delicious would that be?
On the other hand, I was a little offended. I mean, it was my story he was falling asleep in the middle of. It’s hard not to take that personally.
Anyway, after several unsuccessful attempts to wake him, I gave up, and decamped to the living room to watch a Sex and the City rerun on cable. A few minutes later, George came staggering in, looking annoyed.
“Did you really just get up in the middle of our conversation to come out here and watch Sex and the City?” he demanded.
“No. You fell asleep in the middle of our conversation, and didn’t wake up when I poked you. Then I came out here and turned on Sex and the City,” I said.
“I didn’t fall asleep,” George said, offended at the idea.
“You were snoring,” I said.
“I was not.”
“Were too.”
“Was not.”
“Were too.”
“Hmph,” George said. “So . . . do you want to finish what we were talking about?”
“No,” I said. “Now I want to watch Sex and the City.”
George shrugged, and lumbered off to check his email. And I watched my show, and contemplated how incredibly immature Carrie is, and wondered if I’d noticed that a few years ago when the episode originally aired. Carrie was actually pissed off that Big gave her a Judith Leiber purse, because it meant that he didn’t “get her.” Seriously, if that’s her reaction upon receiving hugely expensive surprise gifts for no reason . . . that girl wouldn’t last five minutes in a real modern day marriage.
Posted by Whitney at 7:58 AM | Comments (5)
Comments
My hubby does this a LOT and you're right, there's no way our marriage would've lasted 15 years if I was Carrie LOL.
Posted by: Wendy Roberts at June 6, 2007 9:19 AM
Ugh! My husband falls asleep all the time. If I dare turn off what he's watching or start reading he gets all grumpy and asks why I would do that while he's watching/listening. BECAUSE YOU FELL ASLEEP. And he NEVER believes me. I tell him the snoring and closed eyes gives him away every time. Still never believes me.
Posted by: MoMMY at June 6, 2007 10:55 AM
I can relate completely! My ex used to fall asleep sitting up and I'd be up for days with insomnia. I think there must be something hardwired into guys where they can just shut down automatically. ;)
Posted by: VampireFaust at June 6, 2007 5:15 PM
Whitney, have you been turning on our webcam again??? I swear to God, this EXACT thing has happened to me and my husband! He falls asleep while doing, well, ANYTHING, (yes, even THAT) and I, too, have to take RX and have a fan on, etc... Quit spying on us!
Posted by: cameo at June 6, 2007 11:13 PM
I straddle the line between both worlds here. Sometimes I need prescription sleep meds, freshly laundered sheets and a glass of wine to get to sleep. Other times, I've been known to doze at Denny's while waiting for my pancakes or during, well, you know, THAT. (Cameo, don't take it personally. I'm sure he meant no offense.)
Posted by: Janina at June 11, 2007 6:10 PM
