At 4 o'clock this morning, I was delirious thinking of ways to describe how loud my husband's snoring was.
Louder than a freight train.
More annoying than a jackhammer.
As obnoxious as a blow horn.
More ear piercing than a 2 year-old throwing a tantrum in the supermarket.
There's not a night that goes by that I don't get woken up by someone in this house. It's really starting to get old. Calgon take me away!!
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3 comments:
You poor thing! You need some sleep!
my dad's snoring was so bad when I was a kid that he could wake me up from 2 rooms away.
I totally get where you are coming from. I say book yourself a night at a hotel and get a good night's sleep. :o)
I live with a snorer...I can relate.
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