Little Wooden Trees

Brian came to bed about an hour after I did, last night.  I think I half woke-up to tell him good night.

About 5 minutes later, I thought it was morning and that we needed to wake up.  It was about 10:30pm - so....not time to wake up.

My dresser is right beside my side of the bed and I always keep my phone (which serves as my alarm clock) and my glasses on the edge of it, so I can reach up to see what time it is, etc.

When I thought it was time to wake up, I reached up there and felt all around for my little wooden tree.  For some reason, I thought that Brian and I each had a little wooden tree on our respective sides of the bed and that you somehow used them to help wake up.

This is kind of what these little wooden trees looked like: 

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The ones in my head were about a foot tall.  

So, I was reaching around and half sitting up and feeling all over the edge of the dresser, but just couldn't find my little wooden tree.  Brian, unsurprisingly, asked me what I was doing.  I told him that I couldn't find my little wooden tree and I needed help. 

He had no idea what was going on and said something to that effect.  I started to get really mad at him for not understanding and also for not helping me.  

 

Finally, I convinced him to turn on the bedside light that is on his side of the bed.  He turned it on and again asked what was going on.  I told him I needed help finding my little wooden tree.  He told me we didn't have a little wooden tree and that pissed me off because I knew we didn't have a wooden tree...I was pretty sure that we had two - one for each of us.  I think I gave him the look of death.  

 

He asked why we had these trees and I said "To help us wake up!"  Duh.  

Somehow, he convinced me to look at his bedside table and see that there was no wooden tree.  I looked.  No wooden trees were anywhere to be seen.  

And the reality of us not owning any little wooden trees somehow woke me up.  

All of a sudden I was (mostly) awake and realized that I had just been talking and thinking nonsense.  I busted out laughing and then had a really hard time falling back to sleep because I couldn't quit laughing.  

 

It didn't help that Brian kept asking me why I thought little wooden trees would help us wake up and I had no idea.  I would bust our laughing every time he asked.

 

If you think that I need to go to the loony bin, I concur.  It was weird.  I don't think that I've ever had an experience like that before.