I sleep with four blankets on my bed. Sometimes more. Some people would think they were being crushed to death or suffocated under the weight of all of it. Not me, I think it’s wonderful! As I laid in my bed at undead hours I decided I did not want to get up today. Nope. I even woke up before my alarm! But I came to the conclusion that my run and yoga could easily be pushed back until after I got everyone where they needed to be. Warmth and coziness seemed to prevail in importance over contorted poses and another cold tour through my neighborhood. Oh yeah, trust me it was the WAY better option. HA! I could feel the heaviness of my blankets this morning, but it wasn’t enough. I had to dig deeper into that bed of mine. I had to settle in completed immersed under all the dark, hot fluffiness. Ahhhhh.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you burrow your way to happiness!!!