I am a goof ball and love to put humor in most everything I do. When my wife is in her study room and she has left the door open just a crack I’ll put my hand in and slowly dim the light until she notices a difference. One time when we first married she was washing her face in the bathroom just before going to bed. All the lights were out except for one in the bedroom and the one in the bathroom. I turned the one off in the bedroom and then went to the bathroom and while she was rinsing off the soap from her face I turned the light out so when she had finished and opened her eyes she was in the dark. She let out a soft scream and yelled that she couldn’t see. That’s when I turned the lights back on. At first she through her arms around me in relief then she pushed me away when she realized what I had done and pounded my chest to show how mad she was. We now joke about that and laugh, but she is always quick to remind me how mad she was. I consider that to be the best joke I ever pulled on her.
Last year not really trying to but succeeding nonetheless was the second best joke I have pulled on my wife. It started when at about 3 a.m. I woke very startled from my sleep. I was immediately wide-awake and not able to get back to sleep. I lay in bed watching the smoke alarm security light blink every minute. I got up and took some Advil thinking that maybe that would help me to relax. After 15 minutes back to bed, still wide-awake. So I get up and sit on the loveseat in our bedroom and let my thoughts drift.
I’ve got the day all to myself and I was going to dress so why not start now. I chose from my closet in the other room what I was going to wear and took it to our bathroom. I showered and shaved, then dressed. Put on my makeup and fixed and styled my wig. While I was putting on my wig I heard my wife’s alarm go off. When she turns it off she always scoots over to where I am and snuggle for a while. But today I’m not there; however I am coming out of the walk-in closet. She is still a little drowsy from sleep and she does not comprehend what she is seeing even though she has seen me like this so many times I’ve lost count. I see in her face from the light from the closet she’s confused and wondering who this woman is and what is she doing in my room. He expression was priceless.
I say “good morning” and then she has a clear enough head to know it’s me. I bend down and give her a kiss and she wants to know what I’m doing. So I explain and she tells me that it was not nice to surprise her like that. It’s too early in the morning and she had not expected to see me fully dressed as Shaylee. She told me of her confusion and that she didn’t like to be that mixed up so early in the morning.
Even today when I have insomnia (which is a regular occurrence) She will warn me not to play games with her. I smile and promise not to surprise her that way again. I love her and I won’t break my promise.