Raise your hand if you’re having a hard time getting out of bed in the morning.
I would actually raise three hands if I had an extra arm. Remember when I told you I pressed “snooze” for two hours the other morning? I did it again Saturday morning, then I did it again (albeit just for 45 minutes) Sunday morning, then this morning, Marlboro Man had to resort to waking me up with his cold hands after returning from saddling horses at the barn in order for me to get up.
I won’t necessarily go into details, but let’s just say his hands felt like Antarctica.
I screamed, complained, kvetched…then I rolled out of bed and got to see this beautiful sunrise, which always makes everything feel like it’s going to be okay!
Then I went back in the house and discovered the heater is out on the non-bedroom side of our house.
The moral of the story: I think I’ll go back to bed now!
(I’d better put on a snow suit so I’ll be impervious to Marlboro Man’s hands…)