It's Official ....

... and it was inevitable, really.

I snore.

I woke myself up snoring two nights ago.

I had suspected that maybe this was going on because recently I have found myself waking up in the night laying flat on my back. I have always been a side sleeper, so I have found this to be odd. But, none-the-less, I have found myself in that flatlined position more than once. And we all know that gravity works. So that means that my mouth has had to be wide open. I bet that's an attractive sight.

Not only does the flat-on-the-back scenario spell S-N-O-R-E, but my family history doesn't help any.

My paternal grandmother is a sweet old lady by day, and a chainsaw by night. Her snoring could saw the rafters in two.

My dad. Well, let's just say that I can't remember the last time my parents shared a bedroom. Crazy snorer plus crazy light sleeper equals murder.

On our Spring Break trip to Florida, I shared a room with my sister. She doesn't exactly snore. It's more of a "caw" .... "caw" .... "caw" .... yet still annoying. Had I had a shoe nearby ...

So, like I said, it was inevitable.

On Tuesday night I woke myself up snoring ... not caw-cawing, not breathing loud, not whistling, but SNORING!!!

Thankfully my husband could sleep through a train driving through our bedroom. So it shouldn't bother him. But I am just warning you all, so you will know not to share a hotel room with me should we ever go anywhere together. You can thank me now that I will just foot the bill for my own room.