... to whine about the barrage of alien cold sores that have invaded my face. But that's a mega-turn off, so let's talk about the three hours of sleep I got last night instead. Every time I would doze off, I would wake myself up with a start. Then Bill came to bed and decided to wake the dead (hi, Grandma!) with his freight-train snoring.
Now, what does a rational person do when their spouses snore? If it's me, I WAKE HIS ASS UP
and tell him to roll over. Repeatedly. 'cause if Mama ain't sleepin', ain't NOBODY sleepin'. Hopefully, tonight I'll get some
real rest. Or his ass is sleeping on the couch.
and tell him to roll over. Repeatedly. 'cause if Mama ain't sleepin', ain't NOBODY sleepin'. Hopefully, tonight I'll get some real rest. Or his ass is sleeping on the couch.
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