He’s twitching, y’all. The whole bed is shaking. AND… I need a new mattress.
Mike & I wander back & forth from the bed to the couch back to the bed. Last night it was my turn – I was SO restless! And I will be until my body adjusts to the time change. Good thing our couch is actually a futon with an extra fake temperpedic pad on it – VERY comfy 🙂
At least the cat leaves me alone until it’s time to put breakfast in her bowl. The best thing about the time change is that it happens at 5:30 now, instead of 4:30.
I sleep with dogs, who ‘run in their dreams’, snore and fart. Kinda the same as sleeping with a man.
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