In the past month I have gotten the worst sleep of my life. And it is not because I go out partying every night stay up cleaning and preparing for the next day. No, it is because my husband snores like a friggin rhino. It is so frustrating. Every night I think, oh, he won't snore that loud....so I stay in my comfy bed. Why should I, after all, have to move to the more uncomfortable bed...it's his problem. He should move! But the prince does not...so I convince myself that a few kicks to the side will get him to shut up. Ha! Then every night I end up getting myself pissed because for the life of God will not stop snoring and it is so loud. Its a choppy snore too so you can't even get into the rhythm of it.
I know there are lots of sleeping problems out there, snoring, insomnia, or worse, sleep apnea. But seriously, it is time he gets some real help. I don't care what it costs! I am tired of being tired. I am tired of moving from my warm comfy bed into the other room because he is rocking the darn house with the noise he can create. It is so not fair!
He really needs a doctor. Or soon, I will.
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Get some help will ya!
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