From my bottomless pit of quotes that sound wise, yet have no discernible meaning, here’s one from the poet Ovid. It sounds appropriately abstruse. Full of the wisdom of ages and sages. But … what does it mean? Only the Master knows … and he’s not talking.
Publius Ovidius Naso, known as Ovid to the English-speaking world, was a Roman poet who lived during the reign of the Emperor Augustus.
Born: March 20, 43 BC, Sulmona, Italy
Died: 17 AD, Constanța, Romania
Full name: Publius Ovidius Naso
So now you have to make reading Ovid a habit?
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or put another way, once you get used to the fact that your spouse is a snorer and always will be a snorer unless you strike him dead one night in a sleep deprived frenzy, the sooner you will be able to adapt to it, and, as my mother said more than once, ‘I sleep on my good ear. I never hear a thing.” Adapting sometimes involves ear plugs, too. 🙂
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I used to snore before I lost weight, but I was gifted with a deaf husband. He doesn’t even have to pretend to not hear me. He really doesn’t hear me. Clearly our love was meant to be 🙂
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So we are just to “get use to it” that thorn in our side?
Leslie
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You’re referring to your husband? Or mine?
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No they aren’t a thorn in the side. Peter is the wind under my sails and I’m sure Garry is the same for you.
Leslie
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Just messing around 🙂
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Yep. Like riding the stationary bike. I enjoy it now, even look forward to it. 🙂
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I wish I could say the same of blocked roads permanently under construction 🙂
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Some irks are more irksome than others. 🙂
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Umm, yes, the wise man has spoken. Irksome was never actually in my vocabulary until today. How irksome life can be sometimes.
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Yes, forsooth. WordPress is going heavy on archaic language.
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Whatever…..
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