For months, Heather had trouble getting to sleep. It was all my fault, of course. I was the one who, amidst a horrible Robert Jordan obsession, insisted on reading well past the time Heather was ready to sleep. The light from my lamp was always keeping her awake, so I had to either turn off the light and try to sleep prematurely or leave the room in order to continue my story. Weâ€™re the type of couple who rarely spends money on frivolous things. Who am I kidding? Sometimes we donâ€™t even spend money on what others would consider necessities. In this case, it took us at least six months if not a year of inconvenience before I broke down and took Heather to Bed, Bath & Beyond. There I found an adorable sleep mask (pictured above) for her. Problem solved. Now I can read as late as I want to and she can sleep as soon as she wants to. If only they made something better for tuning out my snoring.Â Ear plugs apparentlyÂ fall miserably short.Â
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