What is it about the warmth of a bed that prevents you from getting out from under the covers in the morning? Is it that you have been surrounded by the thermal emissions of your loved one? Or that your body has an inertia and just wishes to stay as is? Either way, I was very tired this morning, but managed to climb out of bed and into the shower.
I spent most of today on the couch; my back was pressed against the armrest, my knees up, a book resting on the slant. I was forced to take a break for lunch, but I got through the book around 3pm, when I started to get ready to get the girls from daycare.
The guilty pleasures of a person off of work….