I guess I should be glad that she’s still willing to push through the exhaustion and power-lift her lead-heavy, kryptonite eyelids to stay up with me. Though, honestly, the number of shows episodes and ends of movies we’ve had to rematch because of this has to be in the triple digits now.
She doesn’t snore, so my only indication that she’s pulled a Houdini-level vanishing snooze will be when I make a comment that goes unanswered. As in, “that was a good episode, eh?” while the credits are rolling. (Sigh). Then, after I rouse her, we play the “what’s the last thing you remember” game so we can mentally bookmark where we need to start from the next day.
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