Monday Mornings Need to Start Around 10AM
Dozing…
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:
“Mornin’”
“Nuh-uh”
“‘Kay…”
“Love you!”
Third alarm!
Pulling myself out of bed
To go exercise.
Starting the day,
Getting to work,
Running through the routine,
Starting my second mug before…
Wait, what?
Your question:
“Did my scream wake you up?”
[goes with “Nuh-uh”]
Wait…
WHAT?!
Lightly edited exchange by email after I wrote the above:
Debster-
Did you ask me this morning, “Did my scream wake you up?”
Because that seems a little odd, upon reflection…
Love you LOTS!!
-Jackster
Uh-huh.
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. :-)
