Ok so my husband is just under 6"2 and his eyes are hazel but you get the idea.
He has a cold, and actually a pretty bad one. But he refused to take nighttime cold medication because he says it makes him crazy and then groggy in the morning so the result is that he snores all night long. Not cool and not good for me.
One night I slept in the basement bedroom - why should I you ask? He is the one with the cold you say. Well he went to bed first so it was my obligation to move to the basement.
Another night I shook him really hard and he woke up all scared and disoriented. Which was funny but didn't stop the snoring. Yet another night I thought about the thin line between love and wanting to smother. I do love him but I also sort of thought about smothering him.
At least he is not being a wuss about it and he hasn't said anything about my sleep deprived grumpies so I guess I can stand it for a few more nights.
But I think I will get to bed first tonight so he has to go downstairs, it is cold down there
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