My wfe and daughter returned from their holiday last night.
This means that, once again, I have to get used to sleeping with someone who steals the duvet, grinds her teeth and snores like an asthmatic bear.
It means that, whilst the daily energy energy bill has remained quite low for the past two weeks, the digits on my smartmeter display will now start ticking over like those on a pinball machine, again.
It means that the backs of the chairs and sofas will again disappear, becoming hanging space for various tops and hoodies and the like.
It means that the bathroom – which has been pristine for the past fortnight – will now be overloaded with bottles of shampoos and conditioners and lotions and creams and hairbrushes full of hair… and I give it two days before the plugholes get clogged up.
And, with females back in the house, toilet roll consumption will now go back from one a fortnight to one a day.
You know what… I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Snoring like an asthmatic bear is Mrs Masher’s way of providing white noise so you can sleep more deeply.
I hope you put your toys away, put the toilet seat down, and removed all traces of takeaway and dodgy YouTube videos?
White noise right in my ear is NOT conducive to helping me sleep, Jules!
Never understood the toilet seat thing. I think she’s lucky I bother to lift it in the first place.
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You are mean Mark 🙂 but that’s so close to my house apart from the fact that I am the snoring person and have the bed all to myself 🙂
I’m told that I snore quite loudly too, but as I’ve never actually heard it, I refuse to believe it.
Your house sounds a little like mine, but the consumption of toilet paper is so much more rapid here. Three females, you see. Three of them
Condolences.