Last night I had a terrible dream. In my dream, Chris and I found a snake in our front room. It was huge. After my close encounter with it Chris took to it with a shot gun. Relieved we went into the kitchen...there were 2 more. They lunged at us. Just in time, Chris shot both of them. I was so distressed. I ran into our bedroom and hid in our bed. Then I heard a low hissing noise. I sat up and saw our whole bedroom floor was covered in these huge pythons.
I was suddenly awake and super jumpy. I tired to fall back asleep but I couldn't; I was too freaked out. I rolled over and tapped Chris on the shoulder. He groggily rolled towards me and I wormed my way into his arms, and slept peacefully the rest of the night.
Being married is so great.