Tom has been sick for a few days which means he’s been snoring a little extra at night. Sometimes I can stand it (if I happen to fall asleep during a lull) or sometimes I try to sleep (which ends up to be crappy tossing-and-turning-and-waiting-all-night sleep)…so last night I just gave up at the start and went to sleep on the couch. The first time in 11 years of marriage.
It’s a good thing the couch is pretty comfy.