He’s snoring like a wounded hippo which in itself in enough. But he woke me at 4.30am when he knocked the fan over on his way back to bed in the dark having been for a pee. Then he climbed back in and started snoring within ten minutes while I’m wide awake having been woken by his almighty clattering. At 5.15 I heard a crash in the kitchen so went to investigate. DH had left this kitchen door open (we close it every night to keep the dog out of it) and the greedy dog had knocked over and emptied the bin. It’s now 6am and I can’t get back to sleep. He’s STILL snoring and I want to smother him!!!
I’ve had tonsillitis all week - with no paracetamol thanks to twatting panic buyers - and really need some rest. DH actually said yesterday ‘oh I saw some paracetamol but didn’t buy it because I didn’t realise you were ill’. FFS. Now he does have cognitive/memory issues but that smarted. I’ve been visibly and audibly unwell but still continuing to look after our son (at home all week already as immune compromised). Today he wants to ‘go stock up on meat’ lol good luck and he’s concerned about running out of fizzy pop. He currently buys pop bloody daily when he delivers his work post to the post office. Aaargh I want to throttle him!!!!!! AND HES STILL SNORING!!!