You know, it's the first morning in a long while that I can remember waking up without cringing. This is due largely in part to me telling my husband he was not allowed to get out of bed unless: 1. the house was on fire (or) 2. He had to pee. So, we slept blissfully until 10:45. And when he finally got up (to pee), I got to lay in bed another few minutes quietly thinking about the coming day. It was sooooo nice.
Just thought I'd share. Happy Saturday.
*Jace Everett- Bad Things