I’m the opposite. My witching hour is the hour after I wake up. Apparently I don’t fart in my sleep so I wake up inflated like a parade balloon. I greet the morning with my very own greatly protracted rendition of reveille.
It used to be a big problem for me, but my most recent partner was just like “just fart”, and then would giggle like a schoolboy every time I did, which took all the pressure off (literally and figuratively).
I’m the opposite. My witching hour is the hour after I wake up. Apparently I don’t fart in my sleep so I wake up inflated like a parade balloon. I greet the morning with my very own greatly protracted rendition of reveille.
It used to be a big problem for me, but my most recent partner was just like “just fart”, and then would giggle like a schoolboy every time I did, which took all the pressure off (literally and figuratively).