Dear Ann Landers, his is for the crazy lady who wrote to say she loves to watch her husband sleep at night because he looks so much like a little boy. Then she added, "I adore lis-tening to him snore. It's such a com-fort to know he's right there beside me." (That broad must sleep in the daytime.) For 24 years I have been married to a man who snores. If I turn on the light to look at him I'm sure the only thought that would come to my mind is murder. His snoring, under ordinary circumstances, is enough to shake the fixtures, but when he's had a few drinks he makes such a racket the peo-ple in the next apartment bang on the floor with what must be a sledge ham-mer. Several years ago we took The City of San Francisco (a great train) to the west coast. The people in the next compartment knocked on our door and asked if I could do something to quiet my husband. I said, "Yes, but it's against the law." Last year our family doctor suggested either a sedative for me, ear-plugs or separate bedrooms. I am now using all three. Pass the word to my sister sufferers, Ann. PEACE IT'S WONDERFUL
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Dear Readers, , I have worked full time without a break. Part of my salary has gone to support my husband's ex-wife and his children. I have never complained.
Here's my dilemma. My job is extremely demanding and stressful. We also own two businesses, which my husband runs. I need a life. I want to garden, cook, take some classes, you name it. My husband and I agreed that when I reach age 50 (I am now 48), I would work part time so I could keep contributing to our retirement fund. Ann, we have plenty of money put away for retirement. We have no debts, own our home and have a vacation home as well.
I told my husband I want to quit NOW. I am stressed out and exhausted. I spend 10-hour days cooped up in an airless office with tinted windows. He wants me to hang in there because it's 'only two more years.' I can't bear the thought of it. He says I am being selfish. The bottom line is I am burned out and depressed.
Every day, I feel myself sinking deeper and deeper into despair. If I quit my job, it might be the end of my marriage, but if I don't quit, it will be the end of me. Do you see a way out? -- Dying Inside in the Midwest
