The cold really hasn't been all that bad. I took cold pills for a couple of days, but they make me feel so weird that I couldn't stand it, and I've just been struggling along without. I thought I was doing pretty well, anyway; last night when Bob came to bed, he woke me up to tell me that he was going to sleep in the basement because I was snoring so loudly!
I said, "okay," and went back to sleep. At least the kitties didn't desert me . . . He came back at about 4:30, I think. This morning I told him that I'd sleep in the basement tonight, but he said no, that he didn't want me to. I guess we'll worry about it tonight. I hate that I was keeping him awake, but at least we do have somewhere else to sleep.
I was surprised that Pyewacket stayed in bed with me, but maybe she didn't realize he was in the basement. She may have thought he left. He didn't have to go in to work until early afternoon, so hopefully he was able to get some more sleep.
For some reason, this made me remember something that happened last weekend, I guess it must have been Sunday. I had been cleaning. I was wearing one of the pairs of new pajama pants that I got at Sam's; this pair was kind of a turquoise blue with white flowers on it. I was also wearing a big lavender t-shirt with an embroidered flower on the front--I think it was one that he brought me back from a vacation sometime a few years ago.
As I said, I'd been cleaning, and somewhere I'd run across a handful of stretchy beaded bracelets that I needed to take upstairs, so I'd just put them on rather than lay them down somewhere else.
When Bob got home, he looked at me, and said, "That's quite an outfit you've got on." I laughed and said, "What's wrong with it?" (I know he isn't crazy about the pajama pants, but so what, they're comfy, and I like them.) He said, no, it's fine, there's nothing wrong with it. It's the bracelets that really make it, though."
