Does anyone else out there have a husband who could sleep through World War III and if you woke him to alert him that the world was imploding, he would mumble something useless and roll back to sleep?
Does anyone else out there deliberately wake their husband when the baby is crying because they are so pissed off that, once again, they are the only one that hears the crying and is fretting over whether to enter the nursery or hope it passes? Meanwhile their husband is sawing logs like the baby should be?
How can this be? How can the male species sleep through EVERYTHING? It’s like some sort of genetic mutation that happened for the sole purpose of enraging women everywhere. As if a screaming baby or a loud neighbor waking you up in the middle of the night isn’t enough to ruin the rest of the night’s sleep, but then your husband goes and makes it worse by SLEEPING THROUGH EVERYTHING.
If anyone has found a way to drag their husband down with them, please, enlighten moi. I just keep poking mine until he wakes up, even if he’s back to sleep in minutes, at least I get the satisfaction of knowing I disrupted his sleep briefly.
Is that wrong? Probably. But them’s the breaks when you marry Kitty-Time.
So share your secrets, beloved readers, or at least tell me that I am not alone at 2am when these things are happening Chez Moi.