The alarm clock. I go into the room. I turn on the light. On the couch I see a sleeping husband (by the idea I had to work all night until the point, then come to me to sleep). I insulted me:
Why not in bed?? to
(Why not with me)
I am not less offended:
Because the color is not that.
I squeezed a little.
Me or the bed?
and beds.( by
Which is needed?
The Blue, the Third

After that I could not stand and woke up.
I explain: my husband is a php programmer, has been working on a large project for almost a month, and the customer has repeatedly changed the layouts and color schemes of the pages of the site.