I'm just now learning the art of falling asleep
without the TV on. [Read:
or
. Mostly
]
As long as I'm not spooning with my hunny, I prefer my right knee bent, left leg straight, on my back to fall asleep. Eventually, I end up on my side in a fetal position.
Sometimes I sleep with my head under my pillow. Not because it's too light, but just because it feels good. Usually I have an upper back or neck ache that instigates this.
I have to sleep with something covering me - a sheet at minimum. Even during the weeks without power following the hurricanes in 05-06, and it was 94 at night and muggy with no a/c and the windows boarded up, had to have that sheet. And if the feet were ever to left uncovered, I'm quite sure after 31 years in this world, that
something would surely nibble on them.
I sleep like a freakin rock. Nukes wouldn't wake me up (although my daughter rolling over in bed across the house will). My mom and brother are the same way. My brother has three alarm clocks and sleeps through all three of them going off at the same time. I'm not
quite that bad.
I carry on conversations in my sleep. Sometimes it's talking in my sleep... sometimes I actually carry on entire, rational conversations with eyes open, appearing to be awake and alert to others. I remember none of it.
My hands have minds of their own when I sleep. I always have to one hand touching my bedmate. Usually I stick a hand in the waistband of his drawers (if he's wearing them), or slide a hand under his torso. I kinda wedge my hand anywhere I can. The Man tells me that when he comes back to bed after a midnight pee, my hand is roaming all over, searching the bed for him.