Today was different. When I woke up, I really didn’t want to get out of bed. I think I could have spent the day there just snoozing away. But my bladder just laughed at me and said ‘Oh No you’re not’. Knowing full well what that meant and what the consequences would be, I unwillingly got myself up and moving. Some would ask why I didn’t just go back to bed. My dear husband had swooped in and made the bed (he actually likes doing that) lucky me, so once I saw that, my heart wasn’t in it anymore. I think I’m a person who wants to do a lot of things trapped in a body that wants to sleep. I never know what my bed time is going to be, 10 pm or 1am. It’s been getting more sporadic during this stay at home mandate. My husband can close his eyes and be asleep within minutes and it can take me one to two hours and 600 position changes until my body gives in. I sometimes dream of sleep, go figure. So here I am awake and moving through another day at home, doing the best I can until it’s bedtime again. ❤️Ro
I think this is where the word Henpecked originated.