For my second guest post I'm handing over to Becca from Diary of a Diva , probably one of the funniest blogs around. She just has an awesome sense of humour (and I never really use the word awesome so don't mean it lightly)...
Bed time chats
For me, bed time chats are of the same quality as when I’ve had one too many gin and tonics, something about lying in bed, trying to sleep makes me want to chat absolute shit (feel free to bleep that out Rachel) and my other half Lee is on the other end. Last night I asked him if he ever thought about his own funeral, as I have a few times. My point was I’m a fun kind of person and I want to put the FUN in funeral with ball pits and shizz, maybe a disco. At this point he told me to ‘just stop talking now Bec’, fair enough really. In the end he said he had never ever thought about his own funeral, he probably has far better things to think about.
This isn’t a one off, I talk about sea monsters, our future, my deep desire to have a pet and just anything that pops into my head. It’s kind of satisfying to know that my drivel is keeping him awake, until I realise he has actually nodded off and is just sleep mumbling, nodding in agreement or automatically put his arm on me. This happens a fair few times, especially if I wake him up to share an irrational worry about burglars or gun crime.
During the day we’re too busy watching box set after box set, talking about work or eating to have random chats, and because of this I look forward to going to bed and being able to reel off some nonsense that neither of us will really remember, nor care about in the morning.
If Lee isn’t there I make it my business to spout off on Twitter or to my friends, there is always time in the day to annoy someone with your inane chat.
Anyone else have weird night time chats? Or someone you bother with your drivel?