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Last week I thought I was reaching a new marital status. We aren't even empty nesters yet, but I thought we were going to rise up to "old married couple"
I woke up, went in to the kitchen to eat breakfast, and said good morning to my husband who had been up hours before me.
"I may have to sleep upstairs tonight," he said.
"You snored all night, and I barely got any sleep. It's been bad the past couple of nights."
I knew it had because I felt the poke of the elbow in the rib cage. One time it was almost a push to turn me over.
I am pretty sure this snoring is due to the pandemic weight I have put on, but I was hoping it was something else.
The next night I got up in the middle of the night and slept on the couch because of the guilt. But I am a sleep-in-my-own-bed kind of sleeper. I was exhausted, he exhausted, and we knew something had to be done.
That night I went and bought nose strips and used them for a couple of days. I don't know if they really work, but I can now shout...
We are NOT an old married couple...yet!