I have been sleepwalking along time. I have ran as fast as I could go,trying to catch a thief only to be stopped by the living room wall(I thought I was at work) I have rolled off a cliff in my sleeping bag while camping,and woke up on the kitchen floor(was asleep up on the counter) Both resulted in serious injury.That is scarey. But the one’s that scared me the most was the day I was expecting a man over to give me an estimate on resurfacing the pool.Next morning(day of his appointment) I waited,and waited. He never did show up,nor did he call. The following morning,I called and asked why he hadn’t shown up. He could tell I was quite angry about it . His voise sounded shocked and confused. He told me what he had said to me the day before,while we both walked around the pool and I explained to him what I wanted. He told me he had handed the estimite to me before he left. He had been there,but I knew nothing about it. I didn’t even know that day had come and gone. I remember na-da! Makes me wonder how many days I have lost.Now that is SCAREY! Just hope I was presentable.