I went through my journals today and I came across this little gem…
April 21, 2017, FRIDAY
I woke up angry today.
Maybe angry is not the right word…
Testy. Impatient. Bitchy.
I am not in a good mood. I think I’m simply tired. I need more sleep.
Peter came home late after a night of having a “quick beer” with the guys. It was a lot of “quick beers” and even though he took a shower, he still reeked.
I had just decided to ignore him and settle deeper under the covers when he started snoring. Not one of those normal snores but a gurgling kind of snore.
It didn’t help that I was nursing a headache the whole day and it had not fully gone away. It also did not help that he can just fall asleep within 5 minutes after his head hits the pillow. Ugh.
I gave the bed a little jolt. He grunted and then turned to his side.
Ahhhh…Peace at last.
Gurgling snore…this time, it’s somehow deeper and louder. At this point, I was thinking he was doing it deliberately.
I caught a Snore midway…yah! But, after a few restless minutes, the Snore is back.
I coughed louder and a jolt on the bed, for added effect.
Nothing. Definitely a lot of “quick beers”.
A myriad of thoughts race through my mind…do I give him a good nudge? Do I pinch his nose? Turn on the lights? Sprinkle him with cold water? Lavender essential oil or maybe peppermint?
After a few minutes of mulling it over at 2 am, I gathered up my pillows and blanket and headed to the guest room.
…Ahhh. Peace at last.
And, that my friends, is the secret of being married to a gurgling snorer. As a twist to a famous saying goes “If you don’t like where you are, LEAVE. You are not a tree.”
Coincidentally, this week marks 22 years of being married to Peter….who may annoy me with his little quirks but will always be there when I need a hug.
Happy anniversary, Peter!