I should have known better than to sleep after my hubby the other night.
I usually make it a habit to sleep before him because I know I would have suffered if I don’t…but I have been busy keeping late nights feeding my friends with cookies and buying them beer in facebook lately.
2 nights ago, I climbed onto the bed, with him already half asleep.
I kissed him the usual goodnight, he mumbled something in response and went back into deep slumber.
My agony started here…
10mins into sleep, I got blasted by the wheezing and heavy puffing of a seriously choked gas pipe…or maybe it sounded like a few dozen gas pipes…
It went on for the next 15mins, with me tossing and turning in bed.
An hour later, I was still wide awake. The volume has ceased a little - NOW it was like listening to the old rumble of a broken down motorcar…
I cannot remember how long it was before I managed to fall asleep myself...
It felt like a lifetime…
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