Darth Drool

OK, whose idea was it to allow people to catch colds in June?! I have trouble enough sleeping already, but now I’m breathing through my mouth, too. I can only imagine how attractive that looks at night. There I am, nestled, all snug in my bed, but without the visions of sugarplums. More like puddles of drool.

To top it all off, I wear a night guard in my mouth to prevent grinding my teeth all night long. What my poor husband must listen to all night…

SNIFF! Dribble dribble dribble. CHOMP, grind-grind-grind. Mmmph-slurp!

I suppose it could be worse. I could be wearing my CPAP mask, too. Then I’d sound like Darth Vader with a cold. SSSSSS-HUHHHHH. I wonder if Vader drools? That must make an awful mess inside that mask.

Deep thoughts.