Yep. You read me right. I have cooties.
I got a cold over the weekend and Darrell wants nothing to do with me.
I'm quite contagious and he is quite paranoid.
He has been sleeping in the guest room so that he doesn't catch what I have.
But not tonight. The light from the street light keeps him up.
So he decided that sleeping with a sick-cootie-filled-room is better than not sleeping in a filtered-light-filled-room.