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Snoring

    I HATE snoring! I cannot express the magnitude of my hatred toward that repulsive, horrific sound. I'll never understand how any person can do that all night long and not wake themselves up, or wake up with a completely raw throat.  In fact, I can see how it might even cause a divorce, so hats off to any spouse who can tolerate it without being resentful.
  I like sleep... A LOT! In my opinion, there are few things better than 9 or 10 hours of uninterrupted sleep in a warm, plush, cozy bed. Mind you, I can't remember the last time I actually experienced this, but I fantasize about it often. Anyway, when I am sleep deprived something bad happens, I turn into an uncontrollable raging monster (no really, ask my husband).
  I expect my sleep to be interrupted by my children, and as most mothers, have learned to deal with it, but when I am woken up to the sound of my husband snoring, there is a rage inside me (which is probably just a mild irritation for most people) that makes my want to reach down his throat and rip out his tonsils, or whatever it is that's causing that wretched sound, even though I love my husband more that I could  ever imagine loving any other person in this world.
  So here's the weird part, most people know that Russ has been working the graveyard shift for about 6 years now, (thank goodness for the alarm system and gun we keep in the house or I might be really scared at night) so there are only 2 nights a week that we actually get to sleep together, and although I often hear him snoring while he sleeps during the day, He almost never snores when he's sleeping with me. I can't figure out if this is a miraculous, marriage saving blessing from the heavens, or if Russ just subconsciously knows that I would slaughter him in his sleep if he kept me awake. To be honest, I don't particularly care why it happens, I just know that I'm extremely grateful that it does.

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  1. You crack me up Amy. Your honest posts always make my day. :)

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  2. I hear ya. I spent several nights on the couch until my hubby got it under control! If every husband snored, finances would no longer be the number one cause of divorce :) Mom

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  3. I am with you my friend. Thank heavens for CPAP machines and insurance (well, old insurance anyways). Royal before "the machine" resembled a buzz sawing warthog (by sound only mind you). After machine- a gentle rustle that sleeps next to me. OH, and he was actually GETTING sleep in the later. Thanks for sharing

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