Me And My Sick Hubby

Well, the husband's down with a cold. I saw him conked out cold in his car last night as I pulled into our driveway after work. He was hunched over his steering wheel and out like a light. I tapped on the car door and with a snort he came to. Poor guy. He sounded terrible: all stuffy and sounding like he had a cold to beat the band.

He stayed home today and I ended up on the couch last night. He was unconscious in our bed last night, snoring to high heaven (now a bit better explained by all the congestion) and the last thing I wanted was a dose of what he had. Problem is, I don't sleep that well anywhere and the couch was no exception. I was dead tired this morning and am exhausted at this point. I keep looking at the clock and wondering when I can go to bed - even if it's on the couch again!