My body and brain still insist on getting up at 5:30am, as I have been doing all year, but yesterday, for the first time, I managed to go back to bed and have more sleep.
Even as I type this, I feel the call of the warm bed, the soft mattress and my gently snoring beloved. Awww, she drools so prettily onto the pillow.
I quite enjoyed it, but from the non-enthusiastic comments of my beloved and son (back last night from Hawkes Bay) it wasn't as good as we are used to.
I don't really care, my priority is to get my beloved as pain free as possible, because when we get on that plane next week, I know she will suffer if her back is the least bit painful.
|Joys of Air Travel|
I'm going back to bed, for at least another hour of blissfull sleep.