So annoying when I've had such a lovely day with my husband and I'm getting all cozy and falling asleep and then all of a sudden, he puts himself on the wrong side of the bed and refuses yo move. Luke, I know it's probably not normal, but that has turned the entire day for me. My tiredness has gone and only anxiety is left so now I am sulking on the sofa, because I'm not staying in the bed if I have to be on the wrong side. Why am I such a dramatic shit?














