Not that I meant it - morning rites

This morning will go down in the annals of my history as the most unscheduled morning ever, because it's 11:21 as I write this and I'm still in bed.
Not least because I didn't want to step out of my bedroom into the living room which is hotter than my sexts (of course not..My sexts are smouldering, but even so) and the air conditioning is still not repaired and that means I've to make a reminder visitation to the administrative building.

This day began bright and early around 5:45 when I tried to weasel my way out of cooking lunch and fixing breakfast but you gotta deal with vegetarian problems and make a mental note of looking for a good strychnine product at the chemists pretty soon.
Once done I repaired to the bedroom because just fifteen minutes in the kitchen had me imitating a wax candle inside a volcano.
Ah, the wondrously air conditioned room that made me feel like I've just stepped into a refrigerator from a furnace and the ever welcoming bed that beseeched me to lie in it again even though it was almost 7:00am and I tried to fend off the blasphmic lure with every unwilling fibre of my body (half hearted at best) but then the cat came into the picture whom I'd just fed and he strode over to my bed and meowed in that soft purr that indicates his wish to be petted and there I was tucked in sheets with the cat asleep next to me, the cool breeze caressing my burnt skin like a soft balm and it wasn't until 8:30 that I woke up.

Stepping out of the room was another folly and to heat some water in a kettle, slice a lemon and run back to my chill bedroom was for me the work of a moment. It felt like what the good denizens of Pompeii might have gone through and I had no intention of turning into ashes.

Sitting in bed, propped up against fluff pillows and drinking tea are among the most underrated pleasures of life..I don't know why I haven't been doing this more often..Don't answer that, I know. If I did it more often I'd always find myself in this situation of still being in bed till around 11:35 (that's the time now)

I haven't worked out and don't intend to this week. Sometimes you just gotta let your body relax and this is my rejuvenation week, also it's so hot, workout will feel like a torture, and I've no intention to fatigue my body needlessly.

Contemplating a quick shower and hood meal and still unwilling to get out of bed. I mean the cat is still asleep curled into a fluff ball and I'm contemplating shower.

Mornings I tell you..Sometimes they're kinda surprising.