Missionary Story Monday: Being Cursed in My Sleep

So I've decided to start a new weekly series here at the #twitterstake Ward Council site which will feature a missionary story either from myself or one that someone sends in. All RM's have a ton of stories to share so this is good way to see which ones are worth reading about and sharing with others.

I was speaking to my Bishop yesterday in the hallway and for whatever reason we started talking about camping. He shared that he and his wife actually busted out their sleeping bags a few years back during a snow storm when the power went out. They didn't have any way to heat the home so they slept in the sleeping bags in the bed for more comfort and warmth.

This reminded me of one of my mission experiences which I shared with him and he enjoyed. I served in Mexico and while it didn't really get cold was I was at, during the winter it could get down to the 20's or 30's. Now the thing to know is that we lived in a cement floor and wall apartment with no insulation or heating/AC. So it got pretty cold at night in there. I also had the bed right next to these huge windows which didn't help.

Anyway, my first companion there was from just outside Mexico City and was one of the best comps I had. But I did annoy him to no end each night while we were sleeping. What would happen is that I would go to bed with my pajama pants, a long sleeve shirt,a pair of socks, my sheets, and one blanket. HE would go to bed with a pair of pajama pants and sweats pants, a t-shirt, a long-sleeve shirt, and a hoodie. Then he would have his sheets and an average of 3-4 blankets.

He told me one morning that he would always wake up in the middle of the night shivering because he was so cold. He was hard for him to sleep like that. What made it worse was when he looked over and saw me because not only was I dead to world, but I had actually kicked off my blankets and sheets and most of the time my socks were gone too. So here he is suffering in the cold and I am sleeping like a baby as if nothing is wrong. He told me he would curse me in my sleep every time. Good times. :)