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…than trying to get in a nice sunrise yoga practice when my husband comes home between gym and work.

He came in coughing, making sure I noticed that he was coughing by playing it up a bit.

He stood in the doorway and stared at me for a few minutes before belching loudly.

He made a phone call and talked really loudly about nothing(!) right beside me.

He stomped upstairs in his heavy boots while our youngest son was asleep.

He clattered around in the kitchen and then ran the blender three separate times to crush ice.

I finally just gave up and sat on my mat until he left for work!