Apparently I had a pretty funny conversation with Eric two nights ago after taking my Ambien to help me sleep. Typically on evenings I take the sleeping pill, I read for 5-10 minutes and then harmlessly pass out until morning. But two nights ago, Eric didn't come to bed until after the 5 minute mark and then we started talking about things. At some point it seems I crossed over into crazy Ambien world while we were talking.
Good timing. The same day there was a guy in the news for making a threat on a trans-Atlantic flight headed to the US. Oops! Turned out he took EIGHT Ambien at the start of the flight, and that is where some people are looking to find the rationale for the threatening behavior/statements. Talk about an "Ambien Adventure".
In comparison, mine is pretty tame, but still funny (at least to me and Eric). Below is the dramatic recreation based on what Eric recapped for me the following morning. Of course, I have no memory of most of this.
So, we were talking about his trip to Portland, a three hour drive he'd be making the next morning. I remember him talking about his schedule and what he'd be doing while he was there. Then, as I crossed into crazy world, I decided it was necessary that he take my car to Portland.
"But, it really needs the highway miles!" I insisted.
Well aware of my altered state, though I guess I probably looked pretty normal, he said, "I can't take your car. Remember? My car only fits one car seat." [His car is older and the seatbelt configuration can't hold both our car seats at the same time.]
"That's ok," I replied. "I don't have to go very many places while you're gone."
(Eric looks at me like I am an idiot)
"But, even if you have to go ONE place, you still can't fit the kids in my car."
Apparently I was working really hard to convince him that he needed to take my car. The next morning he gave me props for my tenacity and "creative" persuasive skills. "Unfortunately for you, you didn't make any sense and your arguments didn't work."