He's even annoying in my dreams
My husband is a pest. A good natured, occasionally entertaining pest (mostly when he's giving someone else a hard time). But a pest.
Last night I had an odd dream. My husband and I were riding an open, elevated gondola. The line went over a river that looked a lot like a river in northern Ontario; lots of trees lining the banks and no other people to be seen. I was fiddling with a couple of electrical cords that were impossibly tangled up. When I figured out that I should take the cords off my neck before they got caught in the gondola and strangled me, the scene changed from a gondola to a motorboat. Only now the river was very shallow and the riverbed filled with very large rocks. I didn't really want to go but I didn't want to be stuck in the middle of nowhere, either so I got into the boat. The entire time I was sitting in the bow yelling 'ROCK'and frantically waving my arm to indicate the direction of the rock. We missed the first few rocks but soon got stuck on a very large, flat rock in the middle of the stream. At this point I turned to my husband and said 'Maybe you should call someone.'
His reply was 'No. I'll wait until it's raining and we're really miserable.'
When I told him about the dream he laughed and admitted that it is something he would say.
Last night I had an odd dream. My husband and I were riding an open, elevated gondola. The line went over a river that looked a lot like a river in northern Ontario; lots of trees lining the banks and no other people to be seen. I was fiddling with a couple of electrical cords that were impossibly tangled up. When I figured out that I should take the cords off my neck before they got caught in the gondola and strangled me, the scene changed from a gondola to a motorboat. Only now the river was very shallow and the riverbed filled with very large rocks. I didn't really want to go but I didn't want to be stuck in the middle of nowhere, either so I got into the boat. The entire time I was sitting in the bow yelling 'ROCK'and frantically waving my arm to indicate the direction of the rock. We missed the first few rocks but soon got stuck on a very large, flat rock in the middle of the stream. At this point I turned to my husband and said 'Maybe you should call someone.'
His reply was 'No. I'll wait until it's raining and we're really miserable.'
When I told him about the dream he laughed and admitted that it is something he would say.