To entertain myself, I dug out all my red, white, and blue trimmings, and decorated the house and yard for memorial day.
Bruce awoke from a nap at 2 pm, started down stairs, spotted all the red, white, and blue on the table, rubbed his eyes, and went back to bed. An hour later he awoke started down stairs, saw the table and got the same confused look on his face. Then he saw me; the relief he felt was visible.
Apparently he thought he was dreaming, and kept waking up in the wrong house. I guess I am going to have to warn him next time, before I decide to redecorate the house.
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