I remember hearing my dad do it when I was still living at home. It was so loud some times I could hear it through multiple walls and down the hallway to my room.
When I met my husband I had a hard time getting used to him doing it too. I remember being shocked when I heard my step daughter do it once, and she was only in her twenties at the time.
My beloved dog Spot has started to do it now too. This is not good because she sleeps in our bedroom…on my side of the room…so now I’m surrounded by it!
And by “it” I mean snoring of course.
I’ve been pretty righteous about the whole thing for quite awhile. I mean sheesh, how can I get a good night sleep with so much racket going on.
Last night John gently shook me awake at about 3am. I thought he was trying to tell me it was time to get up. Silly man I thought, it’s not time to get up yet. Then I thought he was wanting me to listen to something. Was someone trying to break in? I lied awake for a long time listening but heard nothing so finally went back to sleep. When we got up this morning I asked him why he shook me awake so early. “I was just trying to get you to stop snoring” he said. Wha…no…not me…can’t be!
I Googled “how to stop snoring” and here are some of the scary things I’ve found:
I particularly like the sexy face bandage looking thing. They are all pretty sexy actually! Oh well. At least all three of us are equally disturbing each other now.