It’s almost impossible to get out of bed on mornings like these. I can almost hear the soft cries of my bedsheets telling me “It’s okay...five more minute..”. I see the sunlight shining through my windows, and I can hear the pitter patter of paws downstairs, as i prepare to put my feet down on the cold floor and start my day. I love mornings like these. My beautiful family waiting patiently for my messy appearance. Ponytail from yesterday, and my hubby’s sweater that I “accidentally” hung up in my closet yesterday. My God a coffee would be great right about now. I love mornings like these.
I don’t give a damn, and I don’t have to.