Married to a business traveller – Misunderstandings and funny moments

My husband’s travels regularly lead to funny situations between us. Find out how intruders and a prevented suicide attempt are linked with my husband’s business trips and why they made me laugh!

There’s an intruder in the house!

Considering how often my husband is away from home, it’s no surprise that I sometimes mix up his schedule.

Last autumn I had the shock of my life when a man appeared in my sleeping room in the middle of the night. I even attacked him – until I realized that it was my own husband, who had returned home early from a business trip.

But let’s start from the beginning:

Sometime after midnight I woke from a noise. I lay still, listening into the darkness. Somebody was breathing and I could hear steps too. I froze. There was an intruder in my sleeping room! In the dim light from the window I saw a figure passing by. Before I could work out a plan, the figure approached me and bent down towards my side of the bed.

Without thinking I grabbed a pillow, smashed it in his face and made my escape out of the bed. All I could think was that I had to get out of this room!

„Are you crazy?!“ A male voice cursed and I stopped in my tracks. This wasn’t any intruder. I knew this voice – and suddenly I remembered: My husband had returned home from a business trip late last night.

„What on earth are you doing next to my bed? You scared me to death!” I snapped at him. My heart was still beating like crazy.
„I was looking for nose spray in your bed stand. Lost mine somewhere on the plane.”
“I thought you were a burglar.”
„I’m glad you didn’t choose to hit me with the bedside lamp.” My husband joked and I wasn’t sure if I should laugh or cry.

At least I know now: If there’s a real burglar, I should definitely go for the bedside lamp!

Are you trying to kill yourself?!

Another funny incident also took place in the middle of the night. But this time around, my husband scared me in a different way:

When I opened my eyes, he was fiddling with the curtains of our floor-to-ceiling windows.

“Everything ok?” I asked, slightly alarmed.

„I have to go to the loo.” He replied automatically. Then he paused and took a step back from the window. Obviously realizing that something wasn’t right here.

“The door is at the opposite side of the room” I tried to help.

“Damn, you’re right. I guess I’ve been sleeping in too many hotels over the past weeks.” With these words he trotted out of the room and I couldn’t stop smiling. My poor husband!

Today, we’re both still laughing about his desperate search for the toilet that night. And it still gives me a good feeling, that there are railings in front of our windows. So I can at least be sure, that he won’t commit suicide while confusing our home with some hotel room.

That’s it for the moment. Let’s see which other funny moments his travels bring up in the next months – I’ll keep you posted.

10 comments

  1. Haha this gave me such a good laugh! Ive mistaken my husband for an intruder too! But he’s a doctor – so he’s on call a lot, and I never know when he will come home, if at all, in the evenings!

    1. Haha, yes I’m glad I only had the pillow, too. I would probably still feel bad if I had hit him with something else 😉 Thanks for your comment! Sina

  2. Ahah, I loved reading your stories, so enjoyable! I have to say that my fiance doesn’t travel often, so I don’t personally experience this, but my mom did a lot with my dad. Including incidents like these, when she thought he was a burglar because he forgot to tell her he’d be arriving sooner than expected. Hilarious, your post brought back so many funny memories 🙂

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