Easy for him to say - I could have a round-trip ticket to Barbados for what this will cost.
In reality, I would have paid twice that for a few hours sleep last night. After attempting to drift off with my head pinned between the pillow and mattress for the better part of eight hours, I could take no more.
I flung the sheets, grabbed the wailing orange balls of fluff at the end of the bed, stomped down the stairs and shoved them in the upright freezer.
Whahaha, whahhahaha ... I cackled on my way back up the stairs.
Oh, don't have the big one, Barker - of course I'm kidding.
Not that the thought didn't enter my mind.
Instead, I stared blurry-eyed at the ceiling with my ears bleeding until it was time to come to work in my underwear.
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