That was me at the hour I wanted to get up and get moving. Sweet marmalade Floof!!
Good morning.
The covers restrained me so I was an hour late in getting up. So, it took half an hour of breakfast, sorting clothes and stripping the bed and here I am. Had I gotten up when I wanted to, I would have washed the mattress pad, but... (The front-loading washer takes 15 minutes longer to complete the wash cycle.) Anyway, I was out the door, to return 90 minutes later. My day is shot.
I hate when that happens.
Ten hours of sleep I managed to get, but I still feel beaten up. There was something I wanted to do today, but... Oh. Walk over to the library and drop off the DVDs, that was it! Maybe if I go around 0830 I can walk briskly! The sun won’t be above the mesa, yet so most of the walk will be in shadow.
Best wishes for your walk. I’m about to get on the treadmill. First, though, I’ll head upstairs and check on the laundry.
I was in bed for almost 7 hours, except when I was up.
There’s a story in there about blankets holding people in place because the pillow eats our dreams.