Too early!

I'm trying to keep a positive outlook on things, especially as it's so early here and I'm dog tired. My darling hubby, king of the duvet hoggers is upstairs sleeping and snoring his bits off.

Oh royal bed sprawler that he is, has been getting right on my boob's all night long, I finally gave up around four am and came down stairs to seek solice in my laptop.

What's the deal with this invasion? It's not rocket science, there's a whole bed! Pick a side and stick to it!

Oh, no, no that would be too easy, instead we must flollop a leg diagonally across the middle, encroach onto wifeyo's pillow and snore like something from a discovery channel programme!

I even tried taking my pillows to the bottom end of the bed so we were top to tail, just so I could have enough room to kip without my rather ample womanly botty hanging over the side of the mattress. Did this work, oh yeah like heck it did! I ended up with his feet in my face.

So to avoid the temptation of ramming what was left of the duvet in one of his dark and somewhat moist places, I got my fine ass up and came down to write this garbled mess!