This week's is there, though.
Last night we finished working a little early so the Woman decided to go to bed at a normal-people hour. She was almost asleep, but a noise outside startled her, so she was wide awake. And it happened again... =this= close to being asleep, and then =bam= a noise outside. So she gave up, got out of bed for a few minutes, and waited until she was good and sleepy to go back to bed.
|Lookit that face. Who can be made at that?|
Good for her, right?
Well, I thought so, too, and at 4:40 I crept out from where I'd been hiding under the bed and was going to congratulate her on a solid hour of sleep, but when I jumped onto the bed near her head, she kinda lost her chit and had a little bit of a pretend heart attack.
Well...it's not my fault she didn't check under the bed before she closed the door.
And it's not my fault she's so delicate that she has sleeping issues.
I was gonna be NICE, dammit, and all it got me was kicked out of the bedroom.