I woke up with a black eye this morning. Not a typical below-the-eye-bar-fight, but one across the brow bone of my right eye.
I was looking in the mirror wondering who had broken in and done perfect cat-eye make-up on me (and further more why they hadn't done it to both eyes), when I realized it really hurt.
To DH: Look, you must have hit me in your sleep.
He raised his eyes.
"You don't remember?"
Apparently, I ransacked him in his sleep to do the deed at about 4am. At some point during my head swirl serenade, I slammed into the headboard, said "OW" and fell back asleep.
I am so bummed I can't remember the dream leading up to that!!!