When I went to the office this morning, I saw one of my co-chairs for the festival. She apologized for waking me up last night. I didn’t understand. I told her that I saw a voice message on my phone this morning from one of the committee who had tried to contact me because they put a stake through our sprinkler system.
She looked at me confused and said that I came to the front door when they called after ringing the doorbell. Not good. Because I hadn’t gone to the front door although I did dream about waterfalls and things like that most of the night.
You see, I had gone to the door. However, about an hour and a half before they “woke” me, I was feeling really rough because of my allergies so I had taken a sleeping pill. I guess I was experiencing one of those sleepwalking events that they often talk about with those products.
In short, I have absolutely no memory about going to the front door or speaking with anybody for ten minutes or so. It’s a little freaky, somewhat frightening, and feels very strange. At least I found the source of my waterfall dreams. 🙂
I hope that doesn’t happen again, though.