Dear Abby,
I have only one pillow on our bed, and it’s perfect for me. Unfortunately, whenever I have to get up earlier than my husband, which is 99% of the time (curse you, early operating theatre start times!) he ends up appropriating it. He does this either by eschewing his own three pillows (one of which is a very expensive one I bought him for his own particular use) or by simply adding it to his empire. Whichever it is, it ends up covered in male facial oil, drool, and possibly some other unnamed masculine exudate I wouldn’t like to identify, so that it completely loses its appeal.
Am I right to be upset by this, or do I just need to harden up and stop being a whiny little cry baby?
Cut up of Kelburn
NB This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. (Is that OK, darling?)