Hello!!!! I am just bouncing along in the clouds today. For the first time in 15 months I have slept 7.5 consecutive hours. Last night Boy Terror went down at 11, and wasn't heard from all night. Girl Terror decided to skip a night of bad dreams, and for once in my life, I did not wake up to pee. Not even once. So when the alarm went off at 7, it took me a few minutes to realize that this new feeling was "rested". I'd heard about such a thing, but really, I didn't believe in it. Kind of like the tooth fairy. When I tried to chat to Hubby over breakfast about my wonderful sleep, he just muttered "you had the same amount of sleep as I did." "Really?" I chirped, "You mean you feel this great EVERY morning?!" I don't think he slept as good as me. He didn't seem so rested and chipper. I think he might have headed out the door a bit early to escape the happiness that was oozing out of my every pore.
2 comments:
I'm so glad for you! Sleep, glorious sleep...here's wishing you some more. :)
I think sleep is like drugs though, you start needing more and more just to get the same high.
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