Ha. I just re-read my post from last night.
He did go to bed at 9.30 and began snorning about 30 seconds afterwards.
I stayed up and read my book but that was cool because I got a little ‘me time’.
Went to bed at 11 and he was fast asleep in the middle of the bed, spread right out so I couldn’t get it.
I shook him, I called his name, I shook him harder.
Not a sausage.
Tried shouting, tried something else, tried more shaking.
Shook him really hard, hoping that I would get some momentum up and then I would be able to roll him to his side of the bed.
All of a sudden. *Giggle*
I couldn’t believe my ears. He was awake and laughing at me.
So I went for the full tickle and pretty soon he was giggling away like a schoolgirl with her first crush.
But he wouldn’t talk to me at all.
For about 5 minutes.
Then he moved.
When he woke up this morning he didn’t remember any of it. Sleep giggling like a girl.
So that was funny.
However I have woken up today and I feel terrible. All my glands are so swollen I feel like a punchbag. It even hurts to put my right arm by side because of the gland in my armpit.
I should be happy. I had my stitches out yesterday and I got the all clear on my mole. So no cancer. Lucky me.
But I feel so low and crappy and like I want to cry or scream or just hide.
Everything annoys me today – even the sound of the extractor fan in the bathroom had me so much on edge I switched it off and got dry in the dark.
I want to shout, I want to yell, I want to smash things, I want to sob my bloody heart out.
I will drink tea instead and try and cope with a days work :o(