Hello Lovelies...Yes, it's true, "The Italian" told me so! You're probably thinking right about now that this is way too much information, so let me explain...
I've been having this ongoing battle with "The Italian" and our conflicting schedules. I've always been an early bird and he's always been a night owl. Since I get up at the crack of dawn, I go to bed hours before him and it seems the older I get the more precious my sleep is to me. Can't tell you the last time I went to bed and slept through the night uninterrupted. Part of this is due to the fact that "The Italian's" version of quiet and mine are two totally different things.
He says I have bionic ears and I think he's about as quiet as a jack hammer! On a nightly basis when he comes to bed he and Toby (his beloved black lab) will come into the bedroom and although Toby has his on bed, "The Italian" has Toby who weighs 110 lbs. get into the bed, Toby is not fond of this...actually he pretty much hates it. He's figured out that if he's a pain in the ass he'll be quickly kicked out, so within seconds of getting in the bed he'll immediately start to breathe heavily accented with a couple of snorts and has now resorted to snoring with his eyes wide open...I tell you, he's brilliant.
As much as I appreciate Toby's IQ, my lack of quality sleep is getting the best of me and I've been known to have a fit or two as of late . Now I'm not proud of this...and it's comparable to a two year old temper tantrum and i've gotten so annoyed that I've pounded my fist on the bed, kicked my feet and had myself a good o'l whine or two!
Geez, who knew sleep deprivation could make you resort to such behavior! I've occasionally pissed off "The Italian" the last incident he told me I was horrible, grabbed his pillow and slept on the couch. I felt so terrible as I drifted off to a peaceful quiet sleep..ahh...peace and quiet at last!!