Dreaming again

Well at lunch I told my wife about my strange dream and she informed me that it wasn't a dream. Why she allowed it to go on as long as she did I can't figure out. Maybe she still feels the need for some bodily contact also. I don't know. I told her that it was the best that I have slept in a few months. She said I began tossing and turning again after she told me that it was too hot. I don't remember her telling me that, but I guess so since she got up and went into the other bedroom shortly after that. Lunch was pretty good today. We talked about nonconsequential stuff and laughed some. Guess I better do something that resembles work.