Good Intentions … Bah! June 15, 2006
It’s nearly 9.30. I’m still in my pjs and I don’t care.
I was awake for part of the night coughing my head off and then Finn joined us at some ungodly hour for cuddles and snoozes. I woke up feeling very much like somone had taken the frying pan, which is sitting inexplicably on the kitchen bench and belted me in the side of the head with it. I know I’ll feel better once I’m showered & dressed, but for the next few minutes at least I’m happy to wallow.
On mornings like this I’m really glad I don’t have to get up & go to work.
long live pyjama days.