Hubby is on his last year of this Damn union job, the one that
I ask him if he was going to miss his beer when the job is no longer his, and he said "nope". Um... What the hell does he think? Does he believe I am giving him that kind of money from the household funds? Does he think he wont be drinking it any more? I chose not to find out just yet.......
But I don't think I can do this much longer...... You see after a 12 pack a night, he proceeds to go get into MY new bed, (yea the one I had to have after I broke my neck in order to sleep pain free) and crashes into a coma! A coma of the brain mind you, not a coma of the body!! 2 hours later I go in and roll him over so I can get the covers that he is so adamant about laying on TOP of.....put a 4 ft body pillow between us, another pillow on top of that.....and one under my head. Should be good for the night right? WRONG!!
I have gone from getting kneed in the back and elbowed in the head to......wait for this shit.....
You are never going to believe this......
The elbow now lands OVER 2 fucking pillows to land in my FACE!! The knee in the back, well the pillow protects the back.....but it is not fucking BRICK...so he rolls right on over them and plops happily on my face....smothering me in the mean time! Thankfully I have the will to survive!! I can usually slither off the side of the bed, roll his ass back over and rearrange that fucking pillow wall......and manage to hold my breath while doing so.....Have you ever smelled sleeping beer breath? That shit will traumatize you for life if it doesn't kill ya!
And hell no I am not giving up my bed.......I will move it to another room someday while he is working and put a lock on the fucking door!!
In the mean time.....I will get my 2 hours of sleep a night and endure the headaches and body aches until I am to wore out to continue......
Oh, the Love of my Life.......
1 comment:
OH this is too damn funny.. and I love the pic in the dog cage.. you go girl..
the queen
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