This morning the alarm went off. I have it placed at the other end of the room so I have to get up to turn it off. Yes, I need the motivation.
But this morning I tried to shut it off by pressing Todd's nose.
I woke up to confusion about why the alarm clock felt so weirdly flesh-like. And then I opened my eyes to find myself face-palming a very grumpy man who accused me of trying to smother him in his sleep.
Heh heh heh.
I saw the hilarity in this before I was even fully awake but for some reason Todd has yet to appreciate it. Maybe I accidentally shut his sense of humor off.