Can't sleep. Clowns will eat me

[charliesmum]

I suppose I could pound a few more words out on my story, but I'm a bit too tired for that. Problem is my back hurts and I can't get comfortable, and my husband just totally snarked at me because I was trying to get comfortable, and half the reason I couldn't get comfortable was because I was trying not to wake him up even though he never seems to care when he flips over so hard he practically jiggles me out of bed. Plus I'm so sick of him getting so extremely cross when stuff like this happens. I can't ever get mad at him, but he's allowed to bitch at me.

Sometimes being married is hard.

And my back really hurts. Whine whine.

ETA: When I was 15 years old I spent the summer with my friend in California, and we would quite often stay up until the wee hours of the morning watching this new channel called Mtv hoping to catch and Adam Ant or Loverboy video, and many times we would have snacks of bologna and cheese sandwiches*, and so sometimes when I'm up at night I get the worst craving for that sandwich. Like now. I really want a bologna and cheese sandwich on white bread with mustard. Sadly, I don't have any bologna in the house.

*or Rocky Road ice cream

Comments

[deviantauthor.livejournal.com]

Bless your heart! I'm so lucky about that--Studmuffin says my being awake after he's asleep doesn't bother him, but I worry that my rattling around does anyway because he doesn't sleep too good, so I try to make myself go to sleep at a reasonable time rather than be awake and working on stuff.