I Haz Resentment

I am not in a good mood. It's half past midnight, I went to bed at 9pm in a pissy mood w/JR, and now he's come to bed hours later and woken me up with his snoring, and I'm upset about it. He knows I can't sleep through his snoring, and he knows damn well that I haven't had a good night's sleep in over a year. Sadly, we sleep in separate beds. Yes, we recognize that this is somewhat unnatural and unhealthy, but it is what it is. It's been this way since we had Phoebe. It's not like I can just will myself to sleep through his log sawing. So we have separate beds/bedrooms.



So I stayed up way late one night recently and he stole my spot! When I finally did go to bed that night for my couple hours of rest, he didn't happen to snore, and I happened to be able to sleep. He took this as his "welcome" to return to sleeping w/me, which is a nice thought, but we have already proved twenty different times it doesn't work for me! Yes, in my heart, he is of course welcome in bed w/me! I love him dearly, and I really miss the cuddling and hanky panky, but I think I'm going to absolutely lose my fucking mind if I don't get a good night's sleep, several nights, several consecutive nights.



My only consolation is that the baby is probably going to wake him up soon. I actually think he wakes the baby w/his snoring, but maybe not, Phoebe sure sleeps right through it.