Sliding from sleep…
Slipping through consciousness…
Acknowledging the radio alarm
Just enough to cuddle up with you
Waiting for the second alarm
(And then the third)
While delivering grunted responses:
Pulling myself out of bed
To go exercise.
Starting the day,
Getting to work,
Running through the routine,
Starting my second mug before…
“Did my scream wake you up?”
[goes with “Nuh-uh”]
Lightly edited exchange by email after I wrote the above:
Did you ask me this morning, “Did my scream wake you up?”
Because that seems a little odd, upon reflection…
Love you LOTS!!
Love you LOTS, too, honey bunches of oats!
Um, why did you scream last night? Bad dream?
Maybe not so much a scream as, what seemed to me at least, a fairly loud exclamation. Associated with…something; possibly a badish dream, definitely something I didn’t like.
Oh honey! I am sorry I didn’t wake up to cuddle and comfort you! I was totally knocked out. :-(
Well, I think you sorta did since it was close to the first alarm (I think) and I went right back to sleep so it couldn’t have been too bad. No harm; no foul. :-)