I got up one morning, restless, and started the washing machine. I did more light cleaning....basically wearing myself out so I could go back to sleep sort of thing.
I went back to sleep until DH's alarm clock went off. He rolled over, looked at me and said, "Did you wash clothes earlier?" I told him I did and he said to me..."Is that why I've been dreaming I was being followed by a helicopter? I was running trying to get away and it was following me everywhere."
I laughed at him.
And then I got up this morning to do the same thing. He's not awake yet, but I wonder if there were helicopters in his dreams this time?