Matter-of-Factly

I thought of something from last week that I wanted to write about but I was hard-core into my, “The Office” binge. I need to write about this before I write my blog post about last night. It has to do with getting into bed at night. I need a lot of help to get into and situated in my bed at night. Sean has been able to help me and my Mom because he is home.

He is strong enough to just pick me up out of my chair and place me in my bed. When he did this, my Mom made fun of me being extremely, “High maintenance” and that I need all of my covers right up to my chin. I always explain to her that I am not, “High maintenance“ but rather; I am, “High standards.”

As my Mom pulled my covers up to my chin, Sean asked me if I ever let my leg out of the covers when I am too warm. I told him quite matter-of-factly, “No.” I wasn’t ready for his follow up question but he had one. He asked me if I do NOT put my leg out from under the covers because I am afraid of monsters. I answered him just as matter-of-factly as before, “Yes.”

It took a moment for my answer to sink in before we all started to laugh! I am not even ashamed to admit that at 38 years old, I am STILL afraid of monsters getting me while I sleep!