Saturday, September 28, 2013

Breathing in, breathing out

Son#2 was up most of the night, and along with him, the husband, because I took a sleeping tablet and slept on after the disturbances of our night-crawler.
Even so, the husband left me in bed this morning, cooking breakfast for the boys (all too tired for their own good), and then dragged them off to go build huts in the woods.
They'll be back by one.


Now I'm sort of stuck about what to do with my precious morning to myself.
Think I'll just think about that for a while, sipping my coffee, lest I start cleaning stuff and tidying up.
That wouldn't be very selfish, now would it?


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