One night I was sleep walking in the kitchen when my mom found me and asked what I was doing. I simply replied "I need a mop." She laughed and asked if it could wait til tomarrow. I nodded in reply and started walking to the couch. The next morning my mom told me the whole story and I was astonished that I would want a mop in my sleep. Mabe it was because I felt bad for not doing my chores all week.