Last night as I got into bed Bill said seriously, "Ok, I've come up with three scenarios."
"Three scenarios for what?"
"Three scenarios in which you could get your sanity back."
I started to laugh. Not a courtesy laugh, but a genuine, oh-my-it-has-been-too-long laugh.
My sanity? Just how crazy does he think I am?
As I lay there enjoying the smile the laugh had faded into, something rustled above my head. Apparently I had gotten into bed with my sunglasses still on my head.
"I guess most people don't go to bed with sunglasses," I say good-naturedly.
"Yeah, most people don't keep wearing them well after dark, either," he replies.
Maybe I'm a little crazier than I thought.
Surely I'm not the only one who uses sunglasses as a hair accessory?
The ironic thing is, the sunglasses weren't even what prompted this conversation!
As it stands, Bill continues to devise optimistic plans for me and my missing sanity.