I think he figured out my headaches, or at least part of the reason behind them. He realized last night that the extra mattress/springs that have been in our room while he paints the spare room are the ones that Sparky had in his room at our old house. When Sparky was younger, our dog slept in his room. Who vacuums the box springs, or even thinks about pet dander on beds??
Beast, that's who.
This is the reason I married him. OK, one of the reasons.
He finished (most of) the painting last night and took the bed out of our room. I think I feel slightly better this morning, at least in the headache department. I spent several hours early this morning worrying about every little thing, and several big things, that need to be done SOON.
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