One morning not long ago, I awoke to find my husband's side of the bed empty. He came into the room a few minutes later. I asked where he'd been and he said I'd been snoring so he left for a quieter venue on the couch.I thought about disputing the snoring allegation (clearly I do not snore), but rolled over for a few extra minutes of sleep instead.When the same set of events unfolded a few days later, I felt it was time to address the situation.
Ignoring the snoring, and other caveats of marriage