I'm such a weirdo in the sense that my mind is continually thinking of projects I could do. Like... all the time.
I'm not kidding! Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and jot down ideas on a piece of paper on my nightstand. Yeah, I'm "that" person. So it's not so far fetched for me to have a conversation with Matt like I did last night.
(Time: A little after midnight)
Me: (slight nudge) Matt... you awake?
Me: I just had a quick question to ask you.
Matt: double grunt..what?
Me: Do we have a jigsaw?
Me: Are you sure? I don't know what it would look like in the garage.
Me: I didn't catch that. Do we or do we not have a jigsaw?
Matt: sure we do...(begins to lightly snore)
I'm still not sure if we actually have one, but I'm going to need it to work on the headboard this weekend. I do have to be grateful for a hubby who wakes up and talks to me in the middle of the night rather than smother me with a pillow and call it a day. (Sigh)... yup, I'm so lucky.