Mrs. Lime wakes me up at about 4:30 AM this morning. She asked me where I went. I told her nowhere. She said that she had just reached over to my side of the bed and said I wasn't there just a few minutes before. She evidently had got up from bed and walked downstairs to find me, only to come back up to our room and find me there in the bed.
I swear that I didn't get up from bed. I honestly don't have any clue what my wife is talking about. I think she's the crazy one, but until I have hard proof on that, I'm only able to tell you that one of us is crazy for sure.