Woke up at 3:30 AM because my back decided to hate me. Fitful sleep thereafter because Beloved snores. Beloved snores because their sinus is clogged up and won't use my nasal luge kit.
Same clogging of the sinuses that gives Beloved a lack of sleep that makes it my duty to see the kids to school in the AM. Regardless of how much or how little sleep I've firkin had.
This is the third night in a row that something and Beloved's wheezy snoring has woken me up in the wee small hours and made my daytimes torturous. I'm going to have to start insisting at my darling dearest that they do something about their sinuses. Vociferously. And repeatedly. And possibly in the middle of the night.
Meanwhile, my little darling Mayhem does have constipation, and it looks like we're going to have to bring out the big guns. For the good of his continued health.
I dread something expensive happening there. Poor kid.
It's going to be a rough day, today.