Lighting a Furnace

rattle rattle rattle!
rattle rattle rattle!
Ever hear the sound of a crinkling plastic bag?
rattle rattle rattle!

Tired from a wonderfully exhausting life moment Hubby and I went to bed early.
Snuggled under covers and cozy I fell into a sleep pattern.
I can't say drifted, because I don't drinft. Within 5 mins of head touching pillow, I can be asleep. Anything beyond 5 mins and I think I have insomnia!
Always have been that way.
Sleep is my escape.
Hubby would get SO annoyed at me for this ability.
He has always been one of those insomnia people.
I feel bad for th...zzzzz

Last night I was way into an hrs worth of mental and physical regrouping when I heard it
rattle rattle rattle!

It took a min to recover and survey.
We have no inside animals so that was not an option.
I rolled over to see Hubby lying on his side, arms hanging off the bed into the trash can where I place plastic bags as liners.

I get amused at this only because earlier Daughter in law and I were talking about getting rest and I asked her to pray for me that I would not only sleep, but rest.
I forgot to ask her to pray the same for Hubby.
So I lay there smiling as I reached over to move Hubby a little and distract him enough for him to roll over and away from the trash can. It worked.

For 30 seconds

rattle rattle rattle!
I turn back over to see Hubby's outline leaning off the edge of the bed. I awake more and pull on Hubby's shoulder to ask what he is doing.
Hubby is VERY annoyed and in not so nice language he tells me that he is trying to get the blankety blank furnace lit.
I'm stupid and ask, "What?" We don't even have a furnace to light so I thought it was a valid question.
Yes, yes, I know please don't rub it in.
Hubby repeats just as, if not more so, annoyed and not so nice.

Now I have some choices here.
Respond in kind and fuel the emotions for the non existent furnace to flaming, leaving me upset for the rest of the night and Hubby ...well I'm not sure what he would have remembered.
Or gently encourage him to try and light the furnace without using the trash can.

I choose the latter which was in actuality the correct response on my part but aggitates Hubby even more to suggest he do something without the proper equipment! What is WRONG with me?!!!

I refrain from under cover giggles, perhaps my finding the humor was a result of being overtired, who knows why I do the things I do ;-)

I suggest to Hubby that I really think he is dreaming.
Yep, I have done it now! Hubby flames, "Dreaming?!"
I agree with myself
Hubby pauses then tells me (more not so nice) he will get a flashlight and SHOW me that he needs to do it and everything else about it!
I stroke his head for him.
Hubby releases some tension.
Another pause.
And then a Gruff, "Well, OK"

Hubby settles down, I stifle more giggles and I pray he is able to sleep and rest.
I say Amen....zzzzz