I can't tell you how tired I am. Every night I'm woken up by snoring. snoring. snoring... "Honey, you snoring - roll over!" He rolls and either proceeds to snore or rolls back to his back in 10 minutes, beginning the snoring/waiting game all over again. I try to sleep, he snores. I tell myself I'll sleep on the couch if he snores just once more, but all is silent. I finally start to fade off and SNORE - oh geez, can you puh-leeeze cut me some slack. Last week I threatened to sleep in the camper in the driveway, but the look on his face was pure hurt, so I decided to stick it out. Not tonight - I need sanity and I need sleep if I'm to take care of him over the next week, as he recovers from an outpatient surgery.
Tonight, it's just me and the camper.
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When I was recovering over the holidays, I slept in the living room. I didn't WANT to sleep in the same bed as someone else so that they wouldn't disturb *me*!
Plus, I could watch TV when I woke in the middle of the night...
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