Huby is still on the loo, 2 hours later. It is driving me batty that he wastes his whole mornings on the loo. Of course, it is way worst for him. The radio music is now upbeat, feminine male voice. Funk. Famous song. I really pray he gets out of there by 9H30. sigh. 10H45am yesterday was when he finally came out. 7-11am. i dont know what to do to help him, to alleviate his woes. I bring him many coffees throughout it all. When i am up anyway like this week.