My wife and I were still in that first apartment when I had my next encounter with her doing things in her sleep. She had a very nice pair of diamond earrings that someone in her family had given to her as a Christmas gift. She was very careful not to sleep in these earrings. One night, we had been in the bed for a short time. I was drifting off to sleep when she nudged me and handed me her earrings to put on our only nightstand which was on my side of the bed. The next morning when we were getting up, she reached up to her ears and said, “Where are my earrings?” I told her that she had given them to me the night before I and showed them to her on the nightstand. She had no memory of giving them to me.