Sunday, April 12
This is my view.
I love bed. When i lived 'at home' it used to drive my non medicated, hyper-thyroid mother crazy. She was up rushing around washing and cleaning before dawn and Id stay in bed until noon, usually reading. Quite a bit of haggling went on back then. Nothing's changed in theory, there's just no more haggling. I still love bed, i just dont get to hang around in it very often. Its actually a good dose of bed i have been looking forward to this weekend (well day and a half) when im alone with just the bean.
So this morning i trundled all three kids into the car at 4.30 am, drove to the airport, signed two of them over (unacompanied minors, one with a bad case of hickies *snigger*, that's how that night went) returned with one, fed him and put him to bed, watered the garden and decided some rekindling time was due. Some peace. Some slow... bed and a book. The sun welcomed me when i walked in. It took my breath away, it was incredibly inviting. Autumn and winter are the sunniest seasons in our room. Needless to say the book didnt last long before the zzzz took over.
...easy to spot which side of the bed's mine!