My turn

I guess it is my turn to be sick? I have had an awful cough for a few days now, and today my chest hurts even if I'm not coughing. UGH! The other night I took some NyQuil before going to bed and I woke up in a delirium. When my alarm went off at 7 a.m. I quickly got up to hit the snooze button. When I jumped back in bed, I looked back up at the dresser and had to do a double take. Scott had to leave early yesterday morning, so he wasn't there when the alarm went off. Anyway, when I got back in bed, and did my double take, here is the conversation that was happening in my head.

"Is that a Starbucks coffee cup sitting there on the dresser?" "No way! Scott surely didn't go to Starbucks and get me a coffee to have when I woke up, did he?" I start squinting my eyes to try to get a better look because I didn't have my glasses on and it was still dark in the room. "Well, it looks like it could be a cup of coffee sitting there, but I don't see the little insulated wrap they put around the cup?" "I should get up and get it." "He surely didn't think to do that, did he?" "He does do nice things like that for me, so maybe he did?" "I just don't believe it is?" "I should get up and get it, because by the time I get up, it might be cold." "No, it can't be a Starbucks." "Wow, if it is, that was really thoughtful of him!" "It just can't be!"

Finally, after probably 5 minutes of this, I finally got up to check and it was my lotion bottle. I just knew that wasn't possible. Yesterday when I told him about my delirium and the conversation I had going on in my head, he laughed. It was kind of funny. I could have solved the whole problem by just getting up to look in the first place. But it was nice and warm in my bed and I didn't want to get out. I told him I didn't want to tell him about it because I didn't want him to do it because I had planted the idea in his head.

This morning I had a Starbucks coffee waiting for me when I woke up! :-) Even though I felt like crap this morning, that was a nice surprise, even if I did plant the idea by telling him about my NyQuil delirium!