So, SBK is tossing and turning in the bed, and it’s keeping me up, so I thought I would write in his blog since he hasn’t been. It’s been a long time since I got to write, so I’ll take this opportunity to tell everyone about our sleeping patterns.
There isn’t one. At all. Zero. Nada. Zip.
He has nights like this once in a while, but recently they’ve been more frequent than normal. I personally feel like it’s due to him starting a new job soon and it’s his nerves. I’m not certain due to the fact that he isn’t really being talkative about it.
Domo domo…
It’s like that old saying, “You can’t poke a pig in a poke with a stick unless you want it crawling up someone’s back”, or something like that. There’s a lesson to be learned from that, but I’m just little, so I’m not really sure what it is. Maybe I will ask SBK in the morning after he has had some sleep, if he ever GOES TO SLEEP!!!!
Sorry, just venting a little frustration there. Didn’t mean to take it out on our readers. Apologies for that. Anyways, I’ll sign off here and try to get him to go to sleep. He hides the hammers, so it’s a bit of a challenge.
Picture is of SBK in the middle of the night glaring at me because I found a heavy, blunt object and he caught me before I could effectively use it. Night, all.