Today’s #maydays prompt it’s teddy bear time.
It was lights out time and Ted looked at me with an expression of bewilderment.
‘I’m not sleeping with you any more,’ he said. ‘I’ve come to the end of my tether and you are from this moment sleeping alone.’
‘Why?’ I asked, tears beginning to form in my eyes. I couldn’t understand Ted’s recent behaviour, his reluctance to snuggle in with me as he’d done all my life. I was feeling forlorn and I had racked my brain trying to understand what had happened to this beautiful golden teddy I had been given by my grandmother on my first birthday.
‘You dribble,’ he said. ‘I find myself drowning in your dribble and added to that you talk and pass wind in your sleep and make it impossible for me to get any sleep. You aren’t the only one who is tired’.
I was dumbfounded, never had Ted said such a thing or that I was an issue in him getting his rest. I sat glumly on the edge of the bed watching as he grabbed a pillow and crawled up into the reading chair beside my desk.
He settled in and it was obvious he was doing so with an air of relief, which didn’t help my mood at all.
‘One last thing,’ he said as he snuggled into the pillow, ‘I think that as you are now 34 years old you should maybe be thinking of moving on from me. People are talking you know.’
I stared at the ceiling thinking how could my life change so much, the security I enjoyed was being ripped from me. I was feeling miserable; I thought what could I do?
I lay there for a while unsure of what to do while listening to Ted’s steady snore. Maybe I thought now was the time to awaken my wife and tell her about Ted’s outlandish life changing decision.